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It didn't just hurt "a bit" Michael noticed, it hurt "a lot" but he suspected that was what she meant...

As for the healing process it's self, it took around twice the time it normally would as the natural resistance to magic Iuthian's had hampered the process a little. None the less Michael simply gritted his teeth in agony while his bones knitted back into their normal position... there was no "white healing light", just alot of pain and a the ocassional grunt as the more painful parts took place...

Then it was done, Michael still felt as though he had been hit by a car, but at least he wasn't coughing up blood... well, not as often at any rate. Again, he smiled weakly and thanked Genesis the best he could with his monotone voice. Afterwards he decided to retreat to a near by bench to watch the fights taking place.

His future here looked beek as he knew that he still hadn't managed to make any visable progress on his telekenetics, now his combat lessons proved to be out of his league, at least guns shouldn't be a problem, but the problem now proved to be the lack of supernatural strength in him... the others seemed to be naturally strong, naturally good with magics and telekensis and they could detect goings on in other places using senses Michael didn't know existed...

For the first time, Michael felt like he didn't belong. At home when he was training with the other recruits their troubles were the shared among the group... usually everyone had them and there was no problem compaining about it because thats what you did as a recruit... complain. But here everyone was successful, highly successful and they didn't seem to have much trouble... nothing that couldn't be solved with a bit of determination.

Determination... that was the key, surely... but maybe he would need help. He wasn't going to give up, that was for sure, but none the less his succession of failures were not helping his moral.

Think positive damnit he would think to himself, occasionally smiling. Sargeant Zim made damn sure he didn't have the time to mope, though if Michael ever caught him in a dark alley...

Michael smiled weakly and continued to watch the pairs sparring... some of it was hard to follow, the supernatural speeds in which these people fought... Michael continued to smile, he may have "failed", but he did his best and that should be enough for him...

As Maximus continued to battle Seth, his thought of the soldier for a brief moment:

A strong one, albeit mortal. Maybe I shall teach him some of what I know on our own time...

His attention was snapped back to Seth, as he dodged an attempt at his face.

Seth did not return the assault upon Maximus. He would test him first. He flipped backwards, avoiding a shot to the face. For someone who was so built, he certainly was agile. He took the shot to the face, and begun his retaliation. "Good," he said to him calmly, grabbing the wrist that he had thrown a punch with and twisting it. "But you lack diversity. Show me your technique rather than childish games. You can do better."
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Genesis smiled as much as she could, and sighed. "I know Michael...didn't hurt "A bit" did it?" She stood up, offering her hand. "I'm not usually the one who heals around here...Rave usually takes care of that. She...hasn't been around lately though, it seems. And thus, sorry for the more painful healing process."

Seth did not return the assault upon Maximus. He would test him first. He flipped backwards, avoiding a shot to the face. For someone who was so built, he certainly was agile. He took the shot to the face, and begun his retaliation. "Good," he said to him calmly, grabbing the wrist that he had thrown a punch with and twisting it. "But you lack diversity. Show me your technique rather than childish games. You can do better."
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Genesis smiled as much as she could, and sighed. "I know Michael...didn't hurt "A bit" did it?" She stood up, offering her hand. "I'm not usually the one who heals around here...Rave usually takes care of that. She...hasn't been around lately though, it seems. And thus, sorry for the more painful healing process."

Seth did not return the assault upon Maximus. He would test him first. He flipped backwards, avoiding a shot to the face. For someone who was so built, he certainly was agile. He took the shot to the face, and begun his retaliation. "Good," he said to him calmly, grabbing the wrist that he had thrown a punch with and twisting it. "But you lack diversity. Show me your technique rather than childish games. You can do better."
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Genesis smiled as much as she could, and sighed. "I know Michael...didn't hurt "A bit" did it?" She stood up, offering her hand. "I'm not usually the one who heals around here...Rave usually takes care of that. She...hasn't been around lately though, it seems. And thus, sorry for the more painful healing process."

Slowly Joshua walked back into the AC room his face hidden by the shadow cast by his hair. If someone was to try to read him he bore no emotions like he was dead.

Genesis stood up, offering her hand. "I'm not usually the one who heals around here...Rave usually takes care of that. She...hasn't been around lately though, it seems. And thus, sorry for the more painful healing process."

"Don't worry about it m'am, I'll be ok." He continued to smile, though it was still kinda shakey. He took her hand and got up with a grunt, healing or not he was still sore.


OOC: Yes, I back tracked just a little. Don't worry about it, he;s now sitting on the bench, looking kind of content... not happy but not sad either.

Pepal just looks around on the roof of the building,waiting for a presence.But it does not come.He puts away his scimatar and flys back down to the ground.He enters the building again.He just sits in the mainhall.He doesn't have much to do anyway.He just sits,sits,and sits there on the wall in the main hallway.The Three Seperate head pains were still floating in his mind like eggs waiting to be hatched.The First one is still there but growing a bit,the second is still hanging on as it is,and the thrid one changed from the emotional type to the dangerous type of contest and rivalry instead of emotion.Pepal wonders what the heck is going on around here,its turing to be to..he can't think of the word to describe it.[i]Man,3 disturbing events happeing somewhere in this academey.Its turing to me not a academey,but a school for mysterys and dangers than a academey.

Maximus grunted slightly as Seth gripped his wrist firmly and twisted it.

A little diversity....hmmm..

Maximus turned his body inward to Seth, all the while holding his own grip upon Seth's arm. His elbow rammed into Seth's abdomen with a strong force. Using the upward momentum created by the elbow attack, Maixmus pulled the arm over his shoulder, and hoisted Seth onto his back, and immediately flipped him forward. The grip upon his wrist let go, but Seth had landed upon his feet. Nevertheless, he had done what he wanted.

Facing Seth again, he moved about the confident instructor, as he feinted several times at him. He knew he had to break through Seth's defenses. Finally he moved in quickly, firing a rapid shot toward several weak points on Seth's body. If connected, these shots would force Seth into an unsteady, and open position, allowing for future attacks to follow.

He was struck in the stomach viciously and he reveled him the pain. He had not felt such pain for a long with. A smile came to Seth's face as he landed, allowing the student to test his abilities on him. "Good...much better..." he said in reply. "it takes more than a punch or a kick to knock someone out...most of the time."
He quickly dodged to the side as Maximus struck out several times. His approach was good, however he needed to work on his precision. Seth noted this, and continued on.
Now he knew his strengths in offensive tactics, but what about defensive? The dark eyes of the elder played off his dark brown hair as he tilted his head somewhat to the right. Bringing his right leg around toward Maximus' abdomen. immediately when the right leg was but an inch from the ground, he struck with his other, completing a rotation. He stepped back and punched in a kempo style toward his chest. For this specific maneveour, his hand was perpendicular to his wrist, and his fingers were bent but his knuckles remained straight. This specific technique focused on the heel of the palm for an impact. If it went according to plan, it would be an effective one at that.

Maximus noted the quick change in maneuvers by Seth, after seeing his own attack hit powerfully into Seth's chest. The double kick was blocked with some effort, but what came next surprised him. Seth hammered a strong shot, kenpo style, into Maximus's own chest. It caught him heavily, and knocked him back a few feet.

With a surprised look in his face, Maximus looked at Seth. Seth obviously was skilled in his own style of martial arts, a style he rarely saw these days.

"Kenpo...a good technique. One I haven't seen in duels for some time now. I am pleased to know you know this, for I shall like to learn more of this from you."

Maximus set back into a defensive position, as he awaited the response from Seth.

OOC: Rave, check your TGs...

Seth smiled in return. "Well you see," he said in complete satisfaction. "I know many styles of fighting. If you would like to see some more, I suggest you prepare yourself. I'll explain what I'm doing, so you can block it, but listen to what I am doing. I will teach you more."
Seth paused slightly, then took his stance. Kenpo was one of his favorites techniques, however not many were interested. This was a basic move, he would show him an intermediate was well as an advanced. He continued.

"Step back with your left foot into a natural stance; drop your leg back, feet at 45 degrees, front toe parallel to rear heel, front arm out at 90 degrees in front of face, rear arm in close covering your midsection." he paused momentarily for the student to take this in, he could repeat if necessary. "while taking this stance, throw a left inward parry... and a right outward extended block. This starts as outward vertical then arm bends to 45 degrees (bent at elbow) pushing from inside body to outside body stopping just outside shoulder (thumb aligned with outside of shoulder as your left hand circles down and checks a low kick."
Seth performed this flawlessly, yet slowed it down so he could see the technique.

Katarina is of medium height, about 5'9", with jet black hair, except for one pure white streak. Her eyes are large, green, and slightly catlike. She is dressed in a black floor length trenchcoat of an unfamililar black material. She wears a shirt and pants made of the same. She looks loose and relaxed, but you get the impression that she always has her guard up. Katarina looks at Kain's illusory form, and stands silently, waiting for him to speak first.

ooc: i dont really know the surroundings, Qui brought me to them. Rave, would you describe the area i am in? Oh, also, if you are fairly powerfully magical, you would probably feel the fact that Katarina has about 8 spell-feeling things active on her person at the moment.

Maximus took this in carefully, as he listened to Seth teach what he obviously was a master at. This would be good for Maximus to learn, he would have to do training under Seth for sure.

He held himself in a defensive position, awaiting any possible attack that might be used in the lesson.

(Katarina, due to the blood lose, they may be slightly weaker.)

GM/DP
Katrina stood on a platform; a break between the white marble stairs that gave acess to the three floors. There is a large circular cathedral like ceiling. On the sides of the ceiling, there are some ledges with statues. The walls are white, and if you look over the railing, you can see the previous floor. It is a very wide stair case, as well as a platform.
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Seth continued. "You can pin their hands onto your chest with your
left hand as your right foot steps to 11:00, stomping thier right foot." He didn't execute the second part. " At the same time, do a right raking throw(angled from 1:30 to 7:30) across attackers temple, nose and down onto their arms. This will draw attacker into you, so keep your back straight and your head upright. The throw strike is done in numerous directions and at numerous angles. In general, you are striking with the bottom of your fist "

"I gave you nothing," she replied with a smile. "I never said that she killed Domino. There were other factors involved you see. I know very well who killed her." She looked up to Drake, and smiled warmly. "I have never died Drake. That's why I'm still here. I'm part of a triad you see, one of the last three surviving." She laughed lightly. "So you address the seraphim by her given name rather than Rave...interesting. You have some spine at least. You see...the majority of people here have never called nor used that name with her."

She reached out for an apple, but put on one of her gloves fist. She reached up and grabbed it. "I've always wanted to know what these taste like." To taste the white flesh underneath this thin jail of scarlet. She touched it gently with her bare hand and it turned black with her touch and shriveled. She threw it to the ground, and sighed. "She was the only one who I could touch and not be afraid of the consequences. All she took from it was a deep sleep afterwards. But she was the only one. So you see, I didn't choose to live in a crypt. I also didn't choose to be this way."

"And I'm not a little girl," the fifteen-looking-year-old replied, still upholding her pleasant manner.Drake chuckled. "Ah, but you did. You mentioned her and her alone. Not Seth, not Genesis, not Qui... just her." He studies her. "So you have not died? Neither have most of the others on this rock. And I use whatever names I wish."

"Fruit... food... something I have no need for. And I have no need of your sob story. Or an explanation of your rather... harmful abilities."

In less than a second he was on the ground in front of her, eyes a light blue behind his sunglasses. "I only used the term you did. If you wish to lie about your age, go ahead and be like the rest of your sex." He chuckles. "Now why do you insist upon staying after I threaten to-" The now thawed -and very much dead- bird fell to the ground. The perfect ending to his sentence.

Maximus continued to listen to Seth's lesson, learning as much as he could.

"All right, let's see what you can do to break through my defenses eh?"

He wanted to see some of the moves in action, to be dealt upon him.

He grinned.

Kade looked at him and smiled, She closed her eyes. "Good luck in beating the hell spawn now. The restoration has been completed..." she smiled softly, and got up. "And my touch, young one, has the same effect on ice as it does on flesh." She slowly walked away.

(Katarina, due to the blood lose, they may be slightly weaker.)
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I know

"You sure?" Seth asked, knowing very well he was. "Alright then." He pushed his arm out slightly across his body striking Maximus in the face and pushing across. This strike can be executed in multiple directions and to multiple angles, but only strike with the lower part of the open hand with the finger tightly together. He quicky snapped into a eft spinning rear kick, landing in a left neutral stance, and beckoning Maximus forward.

Drake smiles after her and has a sudden thought. "What effect does it have on the flesh of a deadman? You can't kill something that's already dead."

She turned back and smiled. The wind blew, and the remainder of the apple disintigrated into dust. She pulled her gloves on up her arm. "My touch is a manipulation, it doesn't just kill."

Drake nodded. "I see. You can tell Rave I will be here. Just tell her that anyone coming here runs the risk of ending up like that girl..."

The man closed his eyes, lying back, trying to relax. His features looked almost familiar to Rave. "No ... I can't remember those."

He blinked once, looked quizzical, then blinked again.

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A black Lamborghini Contach pulled up outside the back door to the Academy, and a fairly tall man wearing black sunglasses, a black leather jacket, and dark jeans stepped out. He had a pistol tucked under his left armpit, and covered with his jacket.

He stepped up and opened the back door, stepping in. "Excuse me," he said, tapping a passing woman on the arm. "Do you know where Seth Shentavo is?"

"Yeah, he's teaching a class," she replied.

"Kay. Can you get somebody to tell him Adrian Ravenstar's here to see him?" Adrian asked her.

"Yeah, sure," the woman said, walking away.

Adrian walked away slowly, towards Seth's classroom, trying to take his time, as the bearer of bad news.

Joshua suddenly broke his dark deathly shadow coving his face by suddenly causing 3 extremly sharp knives to fly towards him from the weapons racks on the walls. As they flew at him he didn't move at all. Suddenly when they were only inchest from his head and litteraly spun around and in mid spin grabed one of the knives and knocked the others down in a slpit second. Suddenly the twin knives he knocked down floated back up again and they began stabing and slashing at Joshua. Even though he was controlling them at the same time they were coming closer and closer to hitting him.

Joshua suddenly broke his dark deathly shadow coving his face by suddenly causing 3 extremly sharp knives to fly towards him from the weapons racks on the walls. As they flew at him he didn't move at all. Suddenly when they were only inchest from his head and litteraly spun around and in mid spin grabed one of the knives and knocked the others down in a slpit second. Suddenly the twin knives he knocked down floated back up again and they began stabing and slashing at Joshua. Even though he was controlling them at the same time they were coming closer and closer to hitting him.

Genesis, still in the advanced combat room looked at Joshua. She glanced at him for a moment, thinking that it was just practice for him. She tnen realized that look in his eyes; the feelings emitted from his being. He knows of Kenja... was the only thought that crossed her mind. She raised her hand, bringing resistance upon the knives. Joshua!
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Seth smiled immediately as Adrian entered the room. He held his hand to stop Maximus from attacking. He smiled, and stepped toward Adrian at the door. "Adrian, it's good to see you again." he offered his hand out to him in greeting, but then saw the look within his eyes. He had a blank stare for several seconds, then his voice was heard. "My wife, where is she?" Adrian held every answer he needed...he was afraid due to Adrian's expression, on what the news he brought contained.
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"I'm not under your charge, I'll tell her what I please," she paused momentarily. "And if anyone else comes up here, depending on who they are, I'd watch yourself." She turned around the corner and was gone.

Kade-
http://hometown.aol.com/kattsmm8/images/kade.jpg
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"You can't remember anything?" she askes softly. "You look so familar, yet I can't place you..." She passed her hand along her forehead to push some of the stray hair away from her face. "I can remember only so much, however, I've never forgotten a face of one that i have met before. And here I am at a loss."
(Rave, six years ago, and what is currently seen before Haraki's character)
http://hometown.aol.com/genesisversai/images/alexielnow.jpg

Adrian half-smiled, but it was fake. "That's just the thing ..." he said. "I don't know. I last heard from her three weeks ago. She called me for help. She sounded really freaked out, scared, and I could tell she was in trouble. She said she had dreams ... Bad feelings ... And then letters, phone calls. She said there was someone out to get her. She didn't know who. Vampires, werewolves ... creatures that don't exist, she was naming, but she was freaked out."

"She said she called two old friend of hers, from the days she was a slayer - Guy named David who I never met and someone named Jane, someone I've met, she's good. Really good. She also called me. She said she needed all our help. I drove there as fast as I could. Got there three hours after she called me, and ..."

He stopped, catching his breath. "Jane was dead. Multiple stab and slash wounds, not to mention other marks. Blood all over the place, bulletholes in the walls, everything. The whole place was broken. I have no idea what happened. I hoped you might know. Her car was still there, untouched."

He looekd down at the floor. "I don't know where she is, I don't know what happened. Seth ...?" He looked up at Seth's face, not knowing how the vampire would respond.

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The man looked up into Rave's face. "I don't know. I need to sleep, or eat, or something." He tried to sit up, but his head spun, and he winced and held his forehead in pain. "Ow. Do you have anything to eat, or to drink?"



I'm bloody thirsty. I need to sleep. I need to eat. I think I may need to be alone.



And abovehead, the sky began to darken, clouds gathering. Looked like rain.

Seth stared blankly at him for a moment, then turned mental; well, his version of worry over Eclipse. He looked at the pillar beside him and punched it in frustration, the impact causing some of it to break. He turned his look back to Adrian, and picked up his leather jacket from one of the side chairs. "Where is the last time you heard from her or knew her location..." Seth said sternly. The elder vampire, clearly worried and angry at the thought of his wife being threatened. When I lay my hands upon that thing, it will know what hell is like... he thought to himself.

Kade, resume my class.. he said to her as she stepped in from a stroll. Kade arched her eyebrow, and sighed.

She looked amongst the room. She would get no respect due to her young appearance, she knew that. Any of the manipulations student who had wanted touch may take the opportunity to speak with her now, otherwise she would carry on with the lesson.

Seth turned back, and looked at Maximus. We'll finish when I return. "This is Kade," he said to the class. "Don't be fooled by her appearance. That would be a very big mistake..." he looked at Adrian. "Take me there."
(new thread?)
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"Yes," Rave replied, and both were taken out of this mental state. Rave's current appearance returned, her hair tinted red, and her presence shifting slightly.

You look at me like maybe I'm an angel underneath.... her own voice rung in her head of a previous conversation, and she hesitated slightly. "Yes, of course." She helped the man up. "Come with me."

New thread if you want ... Dunno.

IC:

Adrian nodded. I thought he might respond like that.

"I last heard from her two weeks ago, from her house. Here."

He walked quickly out to the back door, looking up at the darkening sky. "Crap," he muttered. "It's gonna rain. And by the looks of the sky," he said while he unlocked and opened the doors, letting Seth get in, "it's gonna keep raining ... Days even."

He climbed into the car, starting it and sliding away down the road.

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The man stood up slowly, supporting himself on Rave, looking around at the walls of the building durrounding them. "This ..." he whispered. "This is the courtyard ... The Shentavo Academy ..."

He stepped off, letting go of Rave, and stepping off down a hallway towards the dorms. "These are ... the dorms ..."

He stumbled down the hall, his eyes wide, his right hand on the wall, feeling across the doors and the numbers on them. "This ..." he said, stopping at a random door. "This was my room ..."

Rave knew there had never been a student in that room, nor at the two more he stopped at, each time saying something along the same lines. The fourth room was Eclipse's. The fifth was an empty room again. At the fifth he collapsed onto his knees and shouted out. "AAGH!! I can;t remember! I don't know who I am anymore!"

"What about Eclipse?" she asked, a new light arising within her. "Or Seth Shentavo?" She raised her eyebrow inquizitively.
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"Speed, floor it, do what ever you have to." Seth said as a command rather than a question. "If we get stopped, they'll either let us go, when they realize who I am, or I'll snap their neck." It was clear he was furious, as his mood darkened instantly. He vowed to kill whatver had harmed her or even threatened Eclipse.

What happened to her? He should have been with her every waking minute. He had vowed from the day he had first met her to protect her until the end of the days. He should have been there this time.
(Yes, a new thread. Don't want to confuse people)

Ic:
Pepal conties to sit. But then he senses a fourth head pain in his mind,another emotional one,but this ones closer than the other three.He shakes his head,he then walks towards the dorms.He sees Rave with a man,he stops in the hallway.He saw Rave only by observing her on the first day.He tried not to disturb her and he levitates to his room which is just three or four doors away from Rave.He slowly turns the nob quietly so that he wouldn't disturb her.I've always had warning feelings of teachers.

OOC: All right, we'll start a new thread, but not tonight, cause I'm going to bed really soon. We'll just drop those two for now.

IC:

The man looked down into his hands, scarred and stained with blood from many years. Most of it not his. "I don't know ..." he whispered.

Then he looked up again, at the ceiling, and whispered a name, repeating what Rave had just said. "Seth ... Shentavo?"

"Seth ... Seth ..."



Seth ... Eclipse ... Rave ... Genesis ... Seth Eclipse Rave Genesis ... Shentavo ... Shentavo ... Seth ... Eclipse ... Genesis ... Rave ... Shentavo ... What's wrong with me? WHY CAN'T I REMEMBER?



"Seth ... Eclipse ... Adrian ..." Then his eyes rolled up into his skull and he collapsed.

"Damnit," Rave said, and lifted the man up from the ground in her arms. She saw a student which had caught sight of her. Tell no one you have seen me. she sent to him. She looked at the man. He must have some connection with them. She opened the door to one of the spare rooms and placed him on a bed. She sat by his side. Usually it would be a task for a youngin, however, this man intrigued her.

Katarina is of medium height, about 5'9", with jet black hair, except for one pure white streak. Her eyes are large, green, and slightly catlike. She is dressed in a black floor length trenchcoat of an unfamililar black material. She wears a shirt and pants made of the same. She looks loose and relaxed, but you get the impression that she always has her guard up. Katarina looks at Kain's illusory form, and stands silently, waiting for him to speak first.

Katrina stood on a platform; a break between the white marble stairs that gave acess to the three floors. There is a large circular cathedral like ceiling. On the sides of the ceiling, there are some ledges with statues. The walls are white, and if you look over the railing, you can see the previous floor. It is a very wide stair case, as well as a platform.

The two faced each other, Kain looking intently at her with his brown spheres. He honed in on her, testing her. He sensed the magics around her, indeed they were powerful. Kain's cloak and hair picked up slightly in the wind as it whistled very slightly. Kain stood on equal level with Katrina.

There was a certain aura around Kain, one of power which could not be described. It was the familer feeling when she was around Qui....although not as intnse. That could be due to the illusion form Kain was using.....but it was unnerving the way Kain seemed so confidant and unfettered by the display of power she was showing.

Kain's face seemed sculped out of white marble, his fine features perfectly made and were appealing to the eye. It was as though it had been sculted by some great archactect. His brown eyes were jewel which lit up the completely white face, one which was white though vampiric age.

Kain spoke, his words spoken perfectly and with sophisitation. He had a strange accent, one of a by-gone age, sounding something like latin. His words were calmly said, and slowly spoken.

"Answer my questions. Who are you, and what pupose would this duel have. More importantly....who is your sire, although I can already guess who." Kain said, his eyes narrowing slightly. His arms were behind his back, his hands gripping each other behind his body. His long white hair seemed dull in this place, it did not have the silvery complexion, only the pure white of snow.

Qui looked down from the shadows upon Kain. It was an illusion, and nothing more. Though, he found it interesting how Kain could so well imitate an elder, or even an ancient as himself. He saw the look on Katarina's face. What worried him, is she wouldn't back down from this challenged. He looked at his hands, and clenched his fists. He was ready for a fight. It would end here; the blood feud between him and Kain. And it began here; the blood bond between him and Katarina. He would not let Kain even touch her. She could handle herself, but that didn't supress the need of protecting of a sire or lover.

"---Who is your sire?" he heard Kain asked.

Qui dropped down silently from the above ceiling landing behind Kain, he brought a powerful fist to connect to the back of Kain's head. He stepped back, observing Kain as he turned around. "I am." he said in a deep voice. He bared his fangs and growled magnificantly at Kain in challenge.

The fist passed through Kain's illusionary form, only a crackle of energy coming from it, as the magic was disturbed. It turned, and Kain looked towards Qui, his face completely calm as if he did not see Qui at all. His illusionary form seemed completely blank....odd Qui thought....surely he would be enraged....

"I thought as much." Kain said emotionlessly, the sense of calm about him unnerving...well it would be to most.

And from behind Qui, came a cloven fist of the real Kain. It was clenched as it smashed into Qui's back as he concentrated upon the false Kain. He had summoned himself up from mist in an instant, indeed he had become more powerful than his form. Kain had yet to explore all of the possibilities it could provide....he was eager to test them.

As Qui was hit by his suprise attack from behind, the real Kain scornfully spoke, his teeth clenched, his face hardly the calm illusion Qui had seen in front of him. He still retained all of that rage, all of that hatred towards the one who had murdered his daughter so cruelly.

He was in a combat position, ready to deal with whatever came his way, his cloven talons clenching and unclenching, the spells formed within his mind as the possibilities of combat raced before him. He knew that he could not defeat Qui on his own.....Qui was too powerful. Kain did not intend to fight Qui completely here, he was prepared to retreat and fight.

"Did it trouble you,when you condemned my daughter to a tortured death?" Kain growled at Qui, the real Kain speaking. The illusion continued to speak. The effect was rather dramatic, as two Kain circled him Qui, one full of rage, the other with that calm. Both seemingly real. But Qui knew which one was the real....it was obvious to him....yet the differences in the magic were getting slowly less obvious.

"Or did it trouble you, when you damned me to a living hell with a demon!" the illusion said with all of his being, if his words could kill, they would certainly kill Qui with that hatred which brewed within his form. The calm words burrowed into Qui, filled with as much dramatic effect as the real Kain's.

All of the hatred....all of the rage....all of the frustration of watching his child die came exloding out now, the calm exterior of his being gone, replaced with this passionate tortured man who only wanted one thing in the world right now.

Qui's death.

The illusion began chanting, and the real Kain chanted as well. Qui knew what words the apparation was speaking, defensive magic. And the real Kain was casting defensive magic as well, yet a different type. Yet how could it be? The illusion could not affect the world! Strange magic was at hand here.....

The real Kain stood behind Qui, not following up his strike but chanting all the same, his eyes locked onto Qui.

(Rave do you have MSN? Because it would make all of this so much easier, and also I want to talk to you :) )

Drake shook his head. He knew his target's name. He knew she would probably destroy him in full combat. He knew that if she was destroyed, Qui and the others would destroy him in his weakened state easily. Two alternatives were left. And only one meant making Rave pay.

Drake could wait. He would wait. After all, what does time mean to a deadman?

OOC: Just letting you wrap up the Rave and Qui storylines before Drake sees he's being ignored and gets impatient.

Qui let out a growl as he was hit in the back. He turned around to notice the real Kain, and narrowed his eyes. Katarina...break down this illusion. he ordered to her swiftly.

Qui turned toward Kain with a wicked smile, as he straightend up his spine. "It didnt' trouble me at all Kain. In fact, it brought me much pleasure to see Rave's weak fledgling in so much pain. There are no room for the weak in this clan Kain, as I will demonstrate to you now."

"And Kain...it brought me even more the pleasure to damn you as well." He listened to the words flow through the air, and chuckled to himself.

"Esse quam verdi, Kain." he said softly to him, as his eyes darkened. He once again bared his fangs and growled loudly at the real Kain. Katarina would take care of the illusion. He put his hand before him, and beckoned Kain on with a smile, though he tried to hide it, a small bold of electricity surged within his arm, noticible to only the keen eye. Qui was charged as a lightning elemental.

We'll finish when I return.

Maximus nodded his head slightly at the agitated Seth, and returned back to the wall where his weapons hung. He didn't touch them, but rather turned about and leaned against the wall, his arms crossed. He mulled over who could have possibly dared to challenge Seth's life and security.

He had completely forgotten the challenge from the fellow student, Karina (I think that was her name).

OOC: whoever that student was, feel free to come up to Maximus. :)

Kain saw it. He knew what would come, and he knew that he would not be able to win. At least, that is what he thought. He was only a fledging Kain thought....but as the battle progressed....he began to doubt that thought....and realise that he was more than a fledgling...

Rage built within Kain, but he controlled it. Magic cannot be formed by a beserekers mind, the words escape him. No Kain thought, keep your head and remain in control.

Kain had finished his own spell, the illusion seconds before him. The effect was dramatic, and would have seemed rather astonishing to anyone else around them.

Kain's form had become many.....the illusion had become any, nearly all circling Qui. Around five were around Katarina, and the illusions were obviously illusions. At least until the real Kain finished his own spell.

The many Kain's became totally like the original, you could not tell which one was which! There were thirty Kain surronding Qui, and they all spoke together, thier unified voices echoing throughout the hall.

"Die traitor."

They all attacked Qui, using thier hands and feet. And by God, they all felt as real as if Kain was really them. But Qui knew that only one could be harmed....and it was draining Kain considerably to maintain such spells. When one illusion was hit sufficantly, it broke down and collapsed into nothingness.

Around Katarina, the Kain's chanted...

(Katarina is a lil bit busy at the moment...leave a message and....)

Qui roared once again, and rammed his way through the illusion to reach Katarina as more were forming around them. The girl still had some purity left in her, in which Qui needed to feed off of. He held her close to him, giving her a sly glance, as he was enjoying this quite a lot, more so than he should. From her he took what light remained, and used it to invoke one of Rave's spells. Kain knew this one very well...she had used it to crumble Xzar.

A brilliant light flashed around them once, as Qui felt the contact to his back as he held fastly around Katarina. There was another, more intense this time. It was as if someone was flashing a camera, though the effect was nearly blinding. Qui looked down to Katarina, and in a final burst, a third light was emmited.

He slowly slipped from Katarina. He himself could not complete these spells due to his darkness, but with Katarina, the possibilities were endless. The ancient vampire turned to face Kain as he stood before his fledgling. There was a large amount of blood on his back, but the wounds were healing over.

He roared again at Kain, his glare deepening. No, the light had not been meant for him, but for the illusions. A smile played across Qui's lips. "Do you really think I'd leave my fledgling unprotected Kain? As you did? No...no not at all. You see...my lovely Katarina, was not like you when she was turned. She was very very well trained, and might I say," he glanced back at her. "Remarkably beautfiul. But the grasp on good and evil can hide behind the most beautful of faces." He crossed back to her, circling his apprentice with pleasure around the back as he shifted his glance back up to Kain.

He walked about two steps in front of her, and looked at his hands. The electricity had turned a white instead of th electric blue it had usually possessed. He lashed out at Kain, two whips made of pure energy cracked against the floor and towards him. The wounds on his back were postponed in healng. Qui would seal this ones fate...

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Rave looked at the man, falling into consciousness, and turned her head up. She could hear it as clear as day. "Something is wrong..." She bolted up, and walked out the door at a quick pace, her demonic eyes deepening. She was restored, and the hellspawn needed payments from some people.

(OOC I am confused ravem can you clarify what that spell did and what is lashing at Qui? He lashed out at Qui, Can you tell me what spell Qui had cast here? I am getting a tad lost. this is why i need to talk to you on MSN. Do you have it? My e-mail address is future_god@hotmail.com if you want to talk to me though that, it would be extremely helpful for both of us I feel.)

As Rave strode down the hallway, leaving the man in the spare room and walking towards the site of Kain and Qui's pitched battle, te air shimmered beside her and a familiar tall form stepped out of the thin air, striding along beside her. She could feel the pwoer radiating from him, even more powerful than the last time they had met, simply days before before Rave had died the first time.

"This," Corothisia growled, "Has gone quite far enough. Qui must be halted, at least temporarily. And I think I know just the people to do it."

The Elder Vampire, striding beside Rave, closed quickly on the area where Qui and Kain were fighting, stepping out and watching them for half a second before muttering under his breath, "Don't make this too hard, Qui. Make it easy, and I won't have to hrut you too much."

He raised his hand blasting a jet of purple energy at Qui's back, straight through two of the Kain illusions.

Katarina wheels around as she hears Corothisia approach. She sees him launch off a bolt of energy, and with barely a thought twists one of her protections, altering it's target. The energy bolt speeds towards Qui, and is stopped 4 feet away from his form, striking an invisible shield. Katarina quickly steps between Qui and Corothisia and speaks.

"You. I know not your name, nor your buisness here. You will not, however, be interfering in this battle. Now, leave, or watch peacefully. the choice is yours."

With these words her hands begin to glow, and she touches 5 points in the air in front of her body. The bottom one grows with a green light, and the rustling of leaves can be heard as it takes hold in the air. The top is blueish white, and wind whips through the air, throwing loose items in the corridor aside. To one side a red light appears at her touch, and baths its half of the corridor in fiery warmth. To the other side a blue light takes hold, flickering from deep dark blues to light aquamarines. The center light, within the diamond of the other two glows silver and gold, and shoots lines out to its other points. The completed diamond pulses and shimmers in the air, and then it shoots twined threads of power out to the walls, and a wall is formed, cutting the corridor off cleanly, allowing no easy passge in either direction.

Satisfyed with her shield, Katarina stands guard in the center of the corridor, behind her barrier and with magics at the ready.

"Do not tell me what I can and cannot do, young one," Corothisia snarled, baring his fangs. "My name is Corothisia and I am the eldest and most powerful vampire alive."

He stepped up to the barrier, looking at it for several seconds, and then reaching out and sliding his finger through it. "And I am accompanied by one who wishes nothing of this sort to occur within her reaches. This shall be stopped."

He brought his finger down, tearing a strip off the barrier, and using that to tear it literally in half, stepping forward again and glaring at Katarina with a terrifying look. "QUI!" he bellowed. "This has no purpose. Stop it." His eyes were ablaze, flaming, and he stood taller than anyone present, energy crackling around his body, leaping from one hand to the other, and he seemed enraged, his mouth half open in a menacing grin, revealing one long, white fang sliding down over his bottom teeth. The other was hidden behind a closed mouth.

This will stop if it takes me all I've learned in the past five years. And no-one and nothing, not a fledgeling vampire, not even Diablo himself, will stop me.

Suddenly when Joshua atempted to move away from one of the knives the other sliced a gash across his chest. He sharply inhaled at the sudden pain but kept trying to dodge them. Suddenly the other sliced a nice bloody divit into his right arm. Each time he avoideed another wound he seemed to slow down. From his wounds a seemingly non-stop flow of blood kept pouring.

OOC: Haraki, i dont care how powerful your character is. Please do tell me what happens to my spells unless they are offensive. Im sorry, but crap rp such as that pisses me off. Just so everyone knows: I return things in kind. If i attacked a character, it is their right to call damages. However, when they attack things that are my characters', I get to say waht happens, not the attacker. You dont know everything about my character, nor what she is capable of. tangent over.

OOC: Haraki, i dont care how powerful your character is. Please dont tell me what happens to my spells unless they are offensive. Im sorry, but crap rp such as that pisses me off. Just so everyone knows: I return things in kind. If i attacked a character, it is their right to call damages. However, when they attack things that are my characters', I get to say waht happens, not the attacker. You dont know everything about my character, nor what she is capable of. tangent over.

OOC: Haraki, i dont care how powerful your character is. Please dont tell me what happens to my spells unless they are offensive. Im sorry, but crap rp such as that pisses me off. Just so everyone knows: I return things in kind. If i attacked a character, it is their right to call damages. However, when they attack things that are my characters', I get to say waht happens, not the attacker. You dont know everything about my character, nor what she is capable of. tangent over.

OOC: Haraki, i dont care how powerful your character is. Please dont tell me what happens to my spells unless they are offensive. Im sorry, but crap rp such as that pisses me off. Just so everyone knows: I return things in kind. If i attacked a character, it is their right to call damages. However, when they attack things that are my characters', I get to say waht happens, not the attacker. You dont know everything about my character, nor what she is capable of. tangent over.

OOC: If I attacked a character, it is their right to call damages. However, when they attack things that are my characters', I get to say what happens, not the attacker. You dont know everything about my character, nor what she is capable of.

OOC: Sigh... it was going to happen eventually, you are of course correct. The way most people work around this part of "RP Ettiquette" is to use language to describe the attack and how powerful it is, where it's aimed and so on...

The effect of the attack is left to the defender, who knows how they are going to react to the attack, if they are capable of blocking and all the things that come with RPing their character.

However it is important to take the attacks description into account. You can ignore the attacker if their attack claims damages or is otherwise not possible... but they can ignore you if you don't respect the effort they put into the attack. Ulimately the effect should be ok for both sides...

With magic this is very hard, because there is no actual living example to use, hell, you guys don't even follow systems that exist in fiction. Which means we're always going to end up with two "very powerful" characters who argue over who is more powerful... the only solution is to work it all out OOC in another thread, TM or instant messaging...

Personally I am actually happy that I've got the easier option of having a character who has to follow real life limitations, so when a powerful character describes their attack as "powerful" I will always take the fall. It's actually more fun to RP then the battle which I couldn't have won either way.

"My name is Corothisia and I am the eldest* and most powerful* vampire alive."

* OOC note: This is the characters opinion and it doesn't even begin to represent fact...

:roll: He lashed out at KAIN. I'm sorry, Kain I was really really tired. *slaps self* My fault.

Whoa! What happened here? Where did Corothisia come from? Rave's at the other side of the building, she hadn't even reached Qui yet. Haraki, I know you can do better than this. I've seen it before. I'm going to disregard the post, as well as Derieties counter, and continue as if that little bit did not happen to ease up the tensions. I will clear it up for you Kain as well. )

IC:

Qui's whips lashed out at Kain, as the electricity was emited from him. he needed to become neutral again, and loose this charge he was harboring for such a long time. he stood in front of Katarina, and whipped them toward Kain.

Yeah. Sorry, everybody, I was rushed and tired and all that, but I've got ideas. Just disregard everything I said.

Wait ... Come to think of it, I'm still tired! Just even more so! Meh. If everything I say is crap, just ignore me.

IC:

Qui's whips lashed out at Kain, as the electricity was emited from him. he needed to become neutral again, and loose this charge he was harboring for such a long time. he stood in front of Katarina, and whipped them toward Kain.

(OOC To all, keep as much detail in this as possible. This is an epic event, let us not make it some corny duke it out with heros popping up all over the place. Not directed at anyone of course, lets try and keep confusion to a minimum.)

The elecriticy crackled throughout the hair, making Kain's hair stand on end, making his look like some wailing banshee of some sort. He reacted, chanting his own counter....all of the illusions did so in turn, as the elecricity was directed at all of them. The words of the counterspell filled the charged air....the electricity bolted forward.

Kain was only aware of the sensations of magic around him. He was totally absorbed within his magic, using it, molding the fabric of reality to his own will. His eyes were closed, yet his eyes were open to his senses of the magics around him.

But, as the elecricty hit the numerous Kains, like a great white crackling serpant, the dispel came into effect. The effect was rather dramatic, and Kain realised what had occoured. The two spells had come into effect at the same time. The elecricity had hit all of his illusions and himself at once, just as the dispel took root. The illusions crackled themselves, although Kain was not harmed due to the dispel, the elecricity had made the illusions dissipate into nothingness.

The real Kain was behind Qui, circling them. Kain spent no time to waste, he had to think of a new strategy. Qui could tell immediately where he was, such a person used his senses in combat, so many years of training gave one another sense. And also, he could smell Kain's blood.....

Kain began chanting again......he was summoning something. His hands moved in motions of the arcane, and blue energy came into being. The spell was a well practiced one, one which Qui knew would bring some items of his into the field. The words seemed similer....yet Qui had never seen the items he was going to summon. Indeed few had, Rave hadn't. Qui knew that he could not stop this spell, but he could certainly give Kain something to deal with after the spell was over. And Qui thought that Kain would have very little time to deal with it....

Doubt did not creep into Kain's mind however, for that would be fatal in the spell, that the items might now work due to his transformation. Indeed... Kain was in for a shock when he summoned his old equipment. Things were about to get very interesting...

(ooc:illusions? I had attacked the illusions with the light drained from Katarina. And your not on MSN RIGHT NOW!!! ARH! lol. well..i'll jump you when you come on. :-) )
IC:

With a quick motion of his whip, the master threw his hand back as the ends searched to bind Kain. It was an immediate reflex as the illusions dissipated before them. He had been studying sourcery for quite some time, and he was known as the mind breaker. Not for sourcery, but for manipulation. It was his art and speciality. He let out a low growl and a taunting smile. So Kain was preparing a spell...Katarina had given him defences. That was not what he needed to worry about.

Let's play a game, he said softly with an unnerving smile that would make Rave look twice. Kain...what would you do... The whips cracked one last time and vanished as the electricity was dispelled from his body. He raised his right hand toward Kain, his fingers seeming to close around something. Kain felt a dull pain at his chest. If your heart...started to beat? It was the thing that Qui had been afraid of all along. Had Rave not come out of the chamber, where he was convinced she still was, and if she had died....such a fate would be given. For an older vampire, it would cause quite a shock, weakening, madness, and in older species, death. The manipulations master went to work in his torturous game. His fist clenched tighter.

(Oops. Right, current situaiton, Kain without illusions. Gotcha. And I will be on MSN more now so we can talk. My hands are frozen, I can barely type!)

Kain finished his incantations, the warmth surronding his body as his items formed around him. In his left hand, was his staff, the golden on of the Psi. It had a white pulsating crystal upon it's top, it was the same staff that he had been suing since he was a mortal, when he first met Rave. However, the staff had gone under some changes....it's entire surface were covered with runes, but unfortunatly....none were for such an eventuality that Qui had brought about.

Kain did not have time to summon his other equipment, the sudden jolt within his chest cut him short. He would have cursed if thought it would help. He did not ahve his full arsenal, his plate mail and his cloak.....Kain would have to make do.

The sudden jolt to his heart made him alarmed, wondering what was occouring. The second squeeze made Kain fall to his knees in agony as the sensation rushed around his body like a poisonous cancer. He was paralysied, body and mind. Kain moaned in protest through clenched teeth. His cloven hands gripped his staff with all of thier might from this pain.

He reached within his own being, to the depth of his soul to find the courage to carry on, the will to fight this undominatable pain which Qui was gleefully inflicting upon him. He reachewd in, and reminded what he was fighting for. Who he was fighting for.

"I....will....not...allow this!" Kain said through clenched teeth in defiance, as he concentrated upon his staff's enchantments. He managed to trigger one, a weak one but a spell to try and divert Qui's attention.

The orb at the top of his goldern staff pulsated and gave a high pitched whine. It began to shoot out spears of white light towards Qui, ones which blistered the mind by looking at them, made one lose concentration. They caused little physical damage, it was more of the effect on mages that the spell was treasured. It would irritate and break a mage's concentration, not to mention blind the target with a constant barrage of the damned missles.

Qui closed his eyes in reaction to the light, but he could feel Kain. He could almost hear his heart. "You see Kain...this isn't a magic..." he shielded his eyes from the light by looking downwards.. "It is a manipulation..." He clenches his fist one more time, tightly this time as he bound his grip around Kain's heart. He smiles, baring his fangs. I will finally destroy Kain... He glanced at Katarina, the light slightly blinding. I should have done this years ago.

"How does your heart feel Kain?" His fist gripped tighter again. "You're heart will begin to beat...and either from shock, or pain, you will drop to your knees, and never see any of this world again. I could keep you alive, and let my apprentice torture you. Let her test out new spells, draw blood from your stilled beating heart."

In a great force, he rushed at Kain, Katarina's barriers doing him very well, which he would be greatly appreciative later. He grasped Kain by the throat, his eyes a light blue, almost white as the light hit them. "Congratulations Kain...this is your last day on Earth. Have fun in hell..." he lifted the abomination up from the floor, revelling in his pain.

The temperature in the room suddenly became increasingly warmer. Qui's face turned slightly in panic to what he saw. So much that he dropped Kain and jumped back in defense of the furry of "hell's angel" entering the room. "RAVE?!" he remarked. "I...I..." he chuckled to himself. She couldnt' be restored. But...she was out of the chamber. "Why aren't you dead?"

"Strange how everyone else has faith in me but you Qui." A wry smile crossed the hellspawn's lips as two sharp fangs were revealed

It can't be...you cant' be...who is you're sire? he was thrown into a slight bit of panic. She had been sired before by Daja, however now she was only a half demon to begin with. who had gifted her those fangs? And her form....

"I have no sire Qui. In my restoration, which has been completed, I am a master vampire. I have no sire." She looked at Kain...so much pain he had been put through. And such an overdue chat she was to have with her son. Hell knows no fury like a woman's scorn.

She raised her hand, throwing Qui aback against a pillar and holding him there. "You dare question my authority, throw me to the floor and challenge me Qui?!" she noticed his lack of response. "What's wrong. You could challenge me when I was simple a demonic hybrid.What's wrong now?" She questioned.

The grip was broken from the air from his strength, and he dropped down. "What's happened to you Qui?" She continued. "You used to be so different." She stared at him for quite a long time. The two seemed to be exchanging words so quickly between each other, that only clips could be heard. He looked to the ground momentarily, and looked up. He was very lucky that day.

Qui parted from her without a word, and passed to Katarina, passing his arm around her waist, and guiding her up the stairs, a wry smile upon his face.

Ravelyn sighed, as the temperature of the room became normal. She walked over to Kain, and offered her hand. "You won't have to worry about him, Kain. He has an apprentice to train." He ways were rarily understood. But he knew well, she did everything for a reason.

Qui closed his eyes in reaction to the light, but he could feel Kain. He could almost hear his heart. "You see Kain...this isn't a magic..." he shielded his eyes from the light by looking downwards.. "It is a manipulation..." He clenches his fist one more time, tightly this time as he bound his grip around Kain's heart. He smiles, baring his fangs. I will finally destroy Kain... He glanced at Katarina, the light slightly blinding. I should have done this years ago.

"How does your heart feel Kain?" His fist gripped tighter again. "You're heart will begin to beat...and either from shock, or pain, you will drop to your knees, and never see any of this world again. I could keep you alive, and let my apprentice torture you. Let her test out new spells, draw blood from your stilled beating heart."

Kain moaned in the fatalism of it all. He could do nothign, hetried to summon the will to bring about another spell....but he could not. All he coudl feel and think about was this agonising pain as it rushed through his body. Kain was upon his knees, having spasms of pain upon the cold marble floor.

Utter dispair came over Kain. He felt as though he could do nothing, he had failed everyone. He had failed Rave and Daniella....he wept hot tears of furstration and boiled up pain as his body writhed agains this horrible sensation which possessed his entire body. His cloven hands and feet raked and dug into the marble, creating ldeep gashes as Kain found no respite from this hell. He screamed in anguish as this pain would never end...

In a great force, he rushed at Kain, Katarina's barriers doing him very well, which he would be greatly appreciative later. He grasped Kain by the throat, his eyes a light blue, almost white as the light hit them. "Congratulations Kain...this is your last day on Earth. Have fun in hell..." he lifted the abomination up from the floor, revelling in his pain.

Kain stared in Qui's eyes, his own eyes seeming dead. They held no hope, lifeless. He looked into his killer's eyes, the same one swhich he had gazed into as that sword had been plunged into him when he was renouced form the Shentavos. He saw that malice and pure malevinant glee as he looked upon his face. There were no witty come-backs, no definat comment from Kain. All snuffed as this raging torment flooded his body. His eyes were growing darker, his mind was as though it was full of splinters of glass he could not fight this. He had lost the will, it had been drained from his being.

his staff clattered to the floor, it's high-pitched ringing a silent ringing within Kain's mind as he heard it clatter down the steps, and finally, breaking at the end. He cringed at the feeling of that jewel shattering, the staff shattered like it was only glass.

Only one thought remained within Kain's mind, as he looked forward blankly at Qui...not seeing him in reality.

I have failed you all. Forgive me.

From one hell....so briefly out of it, into another. Which would be worse Kain thought....

The temperature in the room suddenly became increasingly warmer. Qui's face turned slightly in panic to what he saw. So much that he dropped Kain and jumped back in defense of the furry of "hell's angel" entering the room. "RAVE?!" he remarked. "I...I..." he chuckled to himself. She couldnt' be restored. But...she was out of the chamber. "Why aren't you dead?"

Kain's heart reclined from it's throbbing somewhat....Kain breathed out in the welcome respite from this agony. He looked at this form....this wonderous form which came from this person who had shown him so much kindness. He wept once more, but it was now in relief. Everything would be fine now, it was as though he was a very small child and she was the parent who would dispel the shadows of the night, and make everything better.

"Strange how everyone else has faith in me but you Qui." A wry smile crossed the hellspawn's lips as two sharp fangs were revealed

It can't be...you cant' be...who is you're sire? he was thrown into a slight bit of panic. She had been sired before by Daja, however now she was only a half demon to begin with. who had gifted her those fangs? And her form....

"I have no sire Qui. In my restoration, which has been completed, I am a master vampire. I have no sire." She looked at Kain...so much pain he had been put through. And such an overdue chat she was to have with her son. Hell knows no fury like a woman's scorn.

She raised her hand, throwing Qui aback against a pillar and holding him there. "You dare question my authority, throw me to the floor and challenge me Qui?!" she noticed his lack of response. "What's wrong. You could challenge me when I was simple a demonic hybrid.What's wrong now?" She questioned.

The grip was broken from the air from his strength, and he dropped down. "What's happened to you Qui?" She continued. "You used to be so different." She stared at him for quite a long time. The two seemed to be exchanging words so quickly between each other, that only clips could be heard. He looked to the ground momentarily, and looked up. He was very lucky that day.

Kain was lying down, leaning against the wall looking upon this entire event as it unferled in all of it's dramatic conclusions. He watched as she spared him....first a sense of confusion....but then he understood. She was always far wiser than he....he remembered what he used to called Rave.....he smiled a little. His entire face looked extremely tired, his arms limp in the way he was left when Qui had dropped him fom that awful grasp.

He knew why she did what she did. After all of this torture and these hard lessons, he understood why. And the revelation filled him with inner peace....

Qui parted from her without a word, and passed to Katarina, passing his arm around her waist, and guiding her up the stairs, a wry smile upon his face.

Ravelyn sighed, as the temperature of the room became normal. She walked over to Kain, and offered her hand. "You won't have to worry about him, Kain. He has an apprentice to train." He ways were rarily understood. But he knew well, she did everything for a reason.

Kain smiled, his entire face seemingly never slept in years. He attempted to raise his hand, but it only flopped like a wet fish. He chuckled lightly for some reason. He stopped trying, he enjoyed the serenity of the moment. he looked up at Rave, in her beautiful form....

"You always were...so very wise.....Rave. I am starting to understand...I know why you spared Qui....I think. I think now......I can finally move on." Kain said weakly, but with a sense of inner peace that Kain had never felt in his entire life. No that was a lie. He had felt it before.....only this time it was far more.

When he was standing upon that wooden podium....when he resigned and they cheered, his people cheering for him....thier ruler.

Kain was weeping tears of happiness as he looked up at Rave. he was smiling, his face having no lines of conflict, he was as he should be.

And suddenly, a great fervolent laughter came from him. He was laughing again....he was completely happy again. He laughed and laughed....lying down by that wall, with Rave with him.

ooc: Rave:Hell knows no fury like a woman's scorn.
Would you happen to be a voltaire fan? in his song "vampire club", he uses a line much like that. the actual line is "Hell knows no fury like a vampires scorn."

ooc: love that quote. Anyway, here is a lil collage of Rave. Sorry it's big. But it's a thing for over the past four years of the academy. Finally, we will have a stable academey for at least one class :-D

http://hometown.aol.com/genesisversai/images/89.bmp

IC:

"Who said I spared him?" She asked with a laugh and a soft smile. "No... he would be able to kill me if he tried...possibly a very close match. However, he really doesn't know that, so I don't plan on telling him. He's just a little confused on how I made it out alive. He designed that chamber for me, yet kept it from me. I still am trying to figure out why." She helped Kain up. "Come on, let's get you cleaned up."

"Yes....I suppose I should get...cleaned up....." Kain said, and got up slowly with Rave's assitance.

Kain's legs felt like they were filled with lead completely and totally, Kain was having trouble shaking life back into them, his entire body felt numb. He could sleep for a long, long time he felt. He needed support from Rave as they walked along....

"So what of me then? I...I am not sure where I stand anymore." Kain said slowly and simply, looking at Rave as he walked along. His motions were becoming more fluid, and his steps less like a cripple, and mroe like the man he was.

Kain awaited the answer most curiously....

Drake steps down from the wall he was on and walked through the rows of flowering bushes. "Someone has way too much time on their hands..." He says. He didn't know that rumors about Qui's class. He didn't know what happened to Santiana.

He does, however, refrain from anymore manipulations. It would waste energy he would need.

OOC:Gah talk about a damn posting spree. Now to go and deal wit the other problems today
IC:
Joshua cursed under his breath as he vision blured. Suddenly the knives droped and hit the ground in a pile. He was breathing heavly and the loss of blood from his was climbing by the second. He quickly ripped off his shirt and began to tie simple bandages around the wounds. He slowly half walked half stumbled out of the class room he suddenly had to lean against a wall. He brushed some beads of sweat aside and fell into a sitting postion .

"What is to become of you..." she repeated, though her inflection when down instead of in a cresendo as he had asked it. She seemed to toy with it for a while. Indeed what could possibly be left for Kain. She sighed softly. "I am not exactly sure."

She passes amongst the halls effortlessly, guiding Kain and giving him only the minimal support that he needed. "There is a definate question on who would win in a true battle, myself, or my son. Even in my restoration, it remains. But he doesn't know that. He stepped down out of shock and sheer extrapolation on the matter at hand. Assumption would have not been in his best interest though. He may have very well beaten me." She raised an eyebrow, and then chuckled to herself. "I've been through a lot Kain. I've seen ages and races die before me. I was created, and killed, reborn, and ressurected, oblivious, and renewed. I've guided many people Kain. Those akin to me I still do," she seemed to be hinting at something, but it lay hidden behind her scarlet eyes.

"The only reason he stepped down is because of my ferocity and the reputation behind my word. Respect comes in many forms, Kain; some more apparent than others. Qui had challenged me when I was weak. He had attempted to tarnish my name, but he respected me all the while. He still does, or he wouldn't have stepped down." She gave him a shifting glance and carried on, a light breeze sweeping in from the windows. It was nearing evening, and classes would be dismissing soon. That day was certainly the chaotic one.

She bit her tounge and cringed as she was about to speak again. She laughed humerously. "I've forgotten what it is like to have fangs, but it seems to be coming back now." She sighed heavily. She then continued on with her previous topic. "You see Kain, Genesis and Qui combined could take me down if they really wanted to. Qui, as I said, possibly by himself. They don't, because I know that what I have provided them with is too much for them to slay. I know Genesis as my friend and protègèe, and Qui as my son. Through all the years, not once have they stood up against me. Sure, occasionally my son rebels, big deal. I know what he's going through. But not once have I worried to be overthrown, and I hardly worry about that now. Qui has a new apprentice to train, Katarina. I see he's granted her the embrace, and I can not put my hand up against that. He is, like myself, an ancient now. Unfortunately, I have no say over him now. You, Kain...have passed from the rank of flegling to that of neonate. Feeling different lately, have we? Over the years, the bloodlust will become less intense, and sooner or later, I will give you something in which you will never feed from a mortal again if you wanted to."

She left this subject quickly, to avoid any questions on what it was. The only four possessing one of these was herself, Qui, Genesis, and Seth. Seth was the youngest remaining with the rank of an elder, yet to reach an ancient. Katarina was a fledgling, and now Kain a neonate. How quickly time passes. She reverted back to her former sentence. "I know what he is going through, though not at the intensity it is presenting itself to him. I told you when I first met you Kain, that I was an angelic vampire, no?" She saw his eyes acknowledge this. "I had told you the struggle between the two sides, of light and of darkness." She paused for a moment, and leaned against a wall.

"What I never told you was the torment i went through in keeping both sides neutral. I, in natural form, was an angel. Qui however, in natural form, was half angel, half vampire. The vampiric blood was naturally in him, and he remained neutral, beleive it or not, until three years ago, three years after my death. He couldn't contain the balance any longer, and has shifted toward his vampiric side."

She sighs softly. "The day I see Qui embrace his angelic side is the day we all die." she looked toward Kain, and laughed inwardly. "No...he will never. But I'll tell you what he will do....teach manipulations again. We are short one teacher...Kenja has been killed. Yes, by his hand. I do not seek retribution for her death. He had reasons, and let's not discuss them. She was under his charge. She accepted it when she accepted his dark embrace. Given but two years, and the girl would have been free from him."

"I can't restore her. My angelic side has long since passed physically. You've seen my soul though Kain.You are the only one who has now...you know who I am. You know my true name spoken only in whispers and thoughts. You know my ranking, you know my strengths and weaknesses. You know nearly everything of me, and yet there is still so much more I've yet to show you in this world. That is of course..." she looked at him with a smile. "You will allow me to have the title of your sire once again." The meaning was now present. She had broken the code to set him back into the clan.

A tall man stepped up in front of the door to the academy, quietly opening it and letting himself in, walking in quietly and stepping through the dorms, into the open room and looking down at the passed out man. "Interesting ..." he murmured, before turning around and stepping out again, smiling a little more.

"I wonder where Rave is, and how she's been these last five years ..." he murmured. Then he looked around. "Old place hasn't changed much. Except of course for the obvious."

As the strange, tall man left, the amnesiac turned restlessly, wincing in his sleep, the victim of a bad dream that he wouldn't remember when he awoke.

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OOC: Rave, we need a new thread.

What is to become of you..." she repeated, though her inflection when down instead of in a crescendo as he had asked it. She seemed to toy with it for a while. Indeed what could possibly be left for Kain. She sighed softly. "I am not exactly sure."

Kain did not say a word. They continued on, Kain pondering his own fate. He was sure the matters would be resolved in good time.

She passes amongst the halls effortlessly, guiding Kain and giving him only the minimal support that he needed. "There is a definite question on who would win in a true battle, myself, or my son. Even in my restoration, it remains. But he doesn't know that. He stepped down out of shock and sheer extrapolation on the matter at hand. Assumption would have not been in his best interest though. He may have very well beaten me." She raised an eyebrow, and then chuckled to herself. "I've been through a lot Kain. I've seen ages and races die before me. I was created, and killed, reborn, and resurrected, oblivious, and renewed. I've guided many people Kain. Those akin to me I still do," she seemed to be hinting at something, but it lay hidden behind her scarlet eyes.

He thought that she must certainly trust him to speak of such things to him, and he understood her hinting. He smiled a little in the unspoken word’s suggestion.

She bit her tounge and cringed as she was about to speak again. She laughed humerously. "I've forgotten what it is like to have fangs, but it seems to be coming back now." She sighed heavily. She then continued on with her previous topic. "You see Kain, Genesis and Qui combined could take me down if they really wanted to. Qui, as I said, possibly by himself. They don't, because I know that what I have provided them with is too much for them to slay. I know Genesis as my friend and protègèe, and Qui as my son. Through all the years, not once have they stood up against me. Sure, occasionally my son rebels, big deal. I know what he's going through. But not once have I worried to be overthrown, and I hardly worry about that now. Qui has a new apprentice to train, Katarina. I see he's granted her the embrace, and I can not put my hand up against that. He is, like myself, an ancient now. Unfortunately, I have no say over him now. You, Kain...have passed from the rank of flegling to that of neonate. Feeling different lately, have we? Over the years, the bloodlust will become less intense, and sooner or later, I will give you something in which you will never feed from a mortal again if you wanted to."

Kain was soon walking by himself, his legs shaken fro their deathly slumber. It made sense to him that she could be defeated by Qui…although it got some getting used to. In Kain’s eye, she was beyond anything else, she was beyond defeat and weakness. But here he heard, her openly reveal her weakness to him.

He felt honoured to be actually be offered one of those precious artefacts, such things of power to a vampire were sacred! And he felt with every second as he walked, that he had transgressed from his former self, Rave simply had affirmed his suspicions. He kept his mouth shut however, and allowed Rave to finish.


She sighs softly. "The day I see Qui embrace his angelic side is the day we all die." she looked toward Kain, and laughed inwardly. "No...he will never. But I'll tell you what he will do....teach manipulations again. We are short one teacher...Kenja has been killed. Yes, by his hand. I do not seek retribution for her death. He had reasons, and let's not discuss them. She was under his charge. She accepted it when she accepted his dark embrace. Given but two years, and the girl would have been free from him."

Kain was rather shocked by that coment that he would teac again. He did not know how to react, if he could deal with such a thing. He knew in his heart that sucha thing was right but his rationality protested. With time he knew he would come to accept it. He did not question Rave in this, because he knew the wisdom behind it. What he did wonder was…what had she said to him? But he never expected to find out, some things are best left alone.

[/quote]"I can't restore her. My angelic side has long since passed physically. You've seen my soul though Kain.You are the only one who has now...you know who I am. You know my true name spoken only in whispers and thoughts. You know my ranking, you know my strengths and weaknesses. You know nearly everything of me, and yet there is still so much more I've yet to show you in this world. That is of course..." she looked at him with a smile. "You will allow me to have the title of your sire once again." The meaning was now present. She had broken the code to set him back into the clan.[/quote]

Kain looked towards Rave with astonished eyes, his being filled with joy at those words. He knew the significance of them, what she was doing to make him a Shentavo again. With no hesitation, and a broad smile upon his face he said.

“I would be honoured, Rave.”

Kain Irenicus…..was no more. The broken and exiled being had redeemed himself and had learned lessons which few would in any lifetime. Now replaced with those words which had long since been spoken.

Kain Shentavo.

"Well then," she said with a smile. "Welcome back to the academy...and welcome back to the clan." she led him to a spare room. "Rest...take sleep. When you awake, we shall go over some things. I have business to attend to, and if you can imagine, I am very very tired as well." The hybrid closed her eyes lightly as memories came to her mind. Corothisia? she thought to herself as another entered the academy. How long she had wanted to see him again. She hadn't seen him for six years and counting now. She was not quite sure it was him, but his presense would not go unnoticed.
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"Excuse me for a moment..." she turned around the corner slowely,and the moment she was out of Kain's sight, she broke into a run. She rounded the corner into the main hall, and abrubtly stopped at the visitor before her. Now it really was true. That devil of an angel...
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Qui shakes his head to himself. Female vampires... he comments in utter frustration of Rave. It didn't matter. He held his rank and title within the clan, and provided a way in future for his fledgling...maybe even in a way she wasn't expecting.

Kain smiled as he laid himself down. "Thank you Rave. For everything." he said quielty, and shut his eyes and slept peacefully, his mind finally at rest after so long of inner conflict.

Drake walked through the gardens, annoyed at being left out there for so long. She will not do that again. I will make sure of it. He closed his eyes. Around him the mist of ice crystals swirled, larger and more wild than before. He placed a hand to the ground and froze it easily. As he concentrated, a patch of ices expanded, consuming the bushes, the landscape, everything... untill it reached the edge of the gardens. In the middle of it, Drake stood. He knew she would arrive in minutes after that. He smiled and opened his eyes.

To an untouched garden. He continued to walk through it, not using his powers over ice. I could do it.... but it would waste my energy. She must suffer.

OOC: Had to get you going at the start of it. :P

The tall visitor looked down at Rave as if assessing her. "Interesting ..." he said in a deep, smooth voice. "Very interesting. I had my thoughts, but I wasn't quite sure ..."

At this point he reached up and removed his hat, revealing Corothisia standing there looking down at Rave. "Miss me?" he asked jokingly. "I see a lot has happened in my absence." He looked back over his shoulder at the open door to the spare room behind him. "Who's that in there?" he asked. "Seems familiar."

OOC:Dang,alot sure has happened latley,well on to other manners.
IC:Its been over 15 mins and Pepal sits there in the dark room,he meditating there in the dark,swicthing between his hunter and normal self,hearing thoughts from both sides of his soul.The Hunter wants to take action against these pains he has and his normal self talks about it being sucide(OOC:Kinda like your devil-angel self talking).

He then senses the second pain closer and near than the other 2.He looks out the window a bit,and sees drake making the garden a ice crystal,staring looking with his hunter crismon eyes.He just looks at drake and thinksso hes the one that is causing of these pains.He walks away from the window,puts like a curtain or something over it again and contiues meditating there in the dark.

Rave sensed something outside. She knew exactly what it was, but decided it could wait a few minutes longer for Azrael. She was renewed, rather, felt alive. It was a new being for her. She looked up toward her old friend, Corothisia. She pushed few stray strands of crimson black hair from over her right eye, and smiled. Nice hat, she said to him as he revealed himself to her. She glanced over to the spare room. "I'm not sure, but it seems like you're relative..." She raised her eyebrow lightly as she was known to do.


She embraced him in less than a second, more than happy to see him once again. It's been so long...too long, Coro. A smile crossed her lips, mixed with a tear. Indeed a lot had happened since the six years that had passed. She closed her eyes tightly, and opened her mind toward him. Visions, memories rather, passed through his mind. It showed him of Michael Vaughn's death, of the purgatory she had gone through, of her as a demonic hybrid named Sage at the tournament, of her realization of her anceint past, of her daughter; Sarah, of her restoration into the form she possessed now.... It was mixed with an emotion of pain. The seraphim was a very strong character on the outside, however, it was a lot for even the strongest of beings to take. The pain was in her mind everyday, and anguish filled most. She, however, faced each with a smile. In between which she had guided her students, as well as her clan. Her weight relied upon Corothisia. She looked open to him, her eyes slightly red from the moisture.

"I'm glad to see you, Coro..." she said softly.

http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?p=2780996#2780996

look here or tag for further information on the staff. The current ones up are Rave, Qui, and Gene.

Joshua slowly stood though slightly weak he began walking towards his room. He had a distant stare that seemed to perice into anything his gaze met.

Pepal stopped meditating and decided to walk around a bit.He puts on his black cloak and walks outside the dorm.He notices the door Rave was at is now open and here her voic inside,he ignores it and walks down the hall away from the door.

He sees Joshua,and nods at him,but then he is about caught in a gaze or stare that Joshua seemed to be doing at the moment.

OOC: I know I'm not important in the sceme of things, but I would like to know whats going on in the AC room.. has the lesson ended? If not what is currently happening?

Maximus sat against the wall, thinking of Seth's lesson. All of a sudden his eyes opened wider, and he picked his head up. He got up and walked over to where Kieria was. He knelt down, and looked her in the face.

"You must be Kieria, am I correct?"

Maximus smiled kindly toward her, as he spoke. His pearly fangs peeked out from behind his lips.

ooc: I think I might end it, since no one has challenged or asked a spar from Kade, how can I teach? Anyway, I beleive elementals is the next class.

ooc: I think I might end it, since no one has challenged or asked a spar from Kade, how can I teach? Anyway, I beleive elementals is the next class.

OOC: Thats because people are too busy chasing plot.

I gave up doing that a long time ago.

OOC: Come on Haraki, your little "mystery" has lasted long enough. Why don't you just admit that Eclipse had a sex change operation?

Joshua kept walking towards the pool as he reached the edge he tore off his makeshift bandages and looked at the sealed wounds and removed a vile from a woiden padedd box and opened it. As it driped out it began to form a katana and he picke it up once it was fully formed. He then removed his shoes and jumped into the deep end of the pool. When he hit the bottem he opened his eyes and looked around him. He then entereed a combat stance and began to strike out though slower he still was fast.

Stepping out of the gardens and onto the main walkway to the main hall, Drake stopped. A small whisp of ice crystals blew around him, but that was all.

Ravelyn... I am waiting.

Katarina ascends the stairs with Qui, quiet and uncomplaining.

"I really dislike that sorry excuse for a vampire to say the least," Qui finally said after a while. He knew Rave would not permit him to kill Kain...unfortunately. Still, Katarina had a ways to go, but with his training, she would flourish. She had gained quite a title, in the clan and possibly in the future of a nation. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders. "Which elemental are you studying?" he asked quietly. She could tell he was still calming down from his rage.

"Oh, um me?" stutters Katarina, who was deep in thought. "I kind of generalize as a rule, i prefer to use the strengths of each and allow them to augment each other." She slowly slides her arm around his back, pulling his body closer to hers, and she rests her head on his shoulder as they walk.

Pepal was walking in the main hall way till he heard movement.He quickly levitated to a high window seal.He sees the man turing the garden into ice and hears him sayRavelyn Im waiting.He wonders what the heck he wants now.Pepal casts a illusion to change his appearance to a non-ebony skin and have a red cloak instead of a black one.He then uses the spell spider climb to climb on the ceiling.Hw waits a bit to see what going on while trying not to think anything so maybe Drake can't detect his mind

(ooc: Haraki, waiting for your reply so I can continue.)

Qui nods with a smile. It seems that she had a lot of experiance for elementals, and he found them the least useful of all the skills. Maybe this was because his only elementality was lightning, and getting a nasty shock sometimes when the electricity was free to build up was not a positive. Katarina lay her head upon his shoulder. He then realized there had been no rest since the day before. He was sure Katarina had gotten none, and was sure of him self. However, he wondered if he would attain any sleep if Katarina was with him.
He chuckled to himself softly. "You seem to have elementals well covered." He looked down to her with a light smile, just revealing a glint of his fangs. Unexpectadly, he picked her up, and carried her the rest of the way up the stairs and down and hall. Shh...be very quiet, I'm stealing Katarina. he joked with her.

Kain slept for some time, with such a sleep which he had not felt since he had been embraced in Velmora. But as he slept, slowly something came about with him.....something matieralirised upon his arm.

Greetings old freind. I am glad to see you are well Kain. The female voice from the Cloak spoke to Kain through thoughts.

It was his old Cloak, the magical spirit held within a cloak. It was one of Kain's creations. The Cloak had vanished as the two where bound together. The Cloak reflected Kain's mood by it's colour, for it sensed Kain's emotions. It disappeared as it could not tolerate the tortures of Kain's emotions constantly upon it. But now, Kain was well again in mind body and soul.

The Cloak was warm around Kain's left arm, it was a light sky blue. It was infinately soft, and it sparkled slightly.

Cloak! I....I must say I missed your company. I have been keeping far worse and corrupt advisors and freinds. It is very good to share your company again. Although I feel you have changed.... Kain replied, his eyes still closed, his body sleeping.

Indeed, Cloak had changed. Previously, it adorned a tarnished white symbol of Irenicus, the strange symbol which Kain had worn with acceptant shame of his own crime. But now....it was replaced by another symbol. A heart...with a sword.

What you are now, reflects the symbol. I see you have been redeemed....you are very fortunate Kain.

Kain could not think of the words, it only made the honor Rave made more poinaniant. He continued to sleep, conversing silently with his former companion, which was now draped over his left arm.


(OOC Kain will wake up later, so he can talk to some of the studants...or something)

Whispering into Qui's mind, Katarina says, It's not stealing if it's willing, is it? No.. its not. I think we are "mutually abducting" one another. With a smile Katarina closes her eyes and lets herself be carried away.

OOC:Someone should go for a swim Joshua will be down at the bottom of the pool for a while anyways
IC:
Joshua stoped striking for a moment and looked at his suroundings. The light was distored under the water and his reactions slowed to that of a normal human. He knew the only way to train now was to train in a enviroment that he had never fought in. Each strike he preformed he seemed to gain a sort of eligance like it was a dance. Each slash was like a step in a dance that required such grace. As he watched his attacks begen to move much more smoothly he began to use more difficult attacks, some with spins ofther with flips or kicks.

"With all due respect," he said humerously in a mocking tone. "I really don't think that your the one abducting me...Exhibit A;" He reshifts her position within his arms, lifting her slightly more, and smiles. They reach the end of the corrider. Even Katarina had not been allowed into some of the places on the third floor, now she had full access to nearly everything. He opened the door to his room as the lock unlatched by itself.

"Exhibit B, my dear," he said with a wry grin.

"Fine," says Katarina, "You win." She begins to quietly and mockingly call for help because the 'big, mean Qui is kidnapping me.'

OOC: :shock: This is getting kinky.

IC: Drake still waits, leaning against a building. Ravelyn... are you listening? If you are, I won't wait forever. One student is dead already, more may join her if I lose my patientce.

IC:Pepal notices its not safe to remain where he is,he walks on the ceiling towards the staiway to get to the dorm level,he then jumps off and lands on the floor.

OOC: Sorry,I couldn't think details right now.Too busy

Joshua stoped attacking a fake enemy and lookeed aorund him. He felt like he had nothing to do anymore yet it felt like he had only just started to do something great.

Qui raised an eyebrow towards her, "No one can hear you my dear..." he smiled, "And you forgot a very imporant thing...I always win." He closed the door behind him.
(and leaves it at that) :-)
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A remarkable young woman approached from a distance toward Drake. Her hair was a light blue mixed with richer deep tones. Her eyes were a light cerulean crystal and mimicked Rave's at quite some level. Her slender frame was hidden by a large white cloak. Her pale lips were parted slightly. She bore a great deal like Ravelyn, however was different in so many aspects. No one else would encounter her after this at the Academy. She would arrive at the mansion afterwards, for Rave did not know of her existance, and she longed to see Azrael again.

"I don't think she hears you Drake," the stranger says softly. "and I to not think that making threats would help you in your situation now..."

OOC: Rave, turn on IM, I need to talk to you

ooc: leaves it at that too. Katarina will see you all in the morning :wink:

Drake doesn't even look up, he just holds a hand at her, palm open, icy mist swirling around it. "Who said I make threats? I should go and deal with them, soiling my good name with such a charge." Without waiting for an answer, the air around the stranger and around Drake dropped to around 20 degrees(F, of course). His enviroment.

"Well then, Drake," the woman said, cloak concealing her identity. In opposition to Rave's fire elementality, she raised her eyes toward Drake, a brilliant ice blue quickly fading into a haunting white. He would never see what was coming. He would never see what lay underneath her cloak nor upon her back. "You killed one of her students, that I don't care about (though maybe Rave might)." she said softly. "But you took a life, and that is my business." She kept one hand before her. And you may call me Winter. It wasn't her actual name. It was her alias, just as Ravelyn was to Azrael.

Drake smirked and abruptly stopped using his powers. The temperature rose again. "Winter? Then you will have to provide our arena with the proper conditions." He grinned, his own eyes gleaming a light blue from behind dark shades.

He moved slowly to the side, it wouldn't make any difference in any attack she would throw at him, but he seemed interested in her. "I don't believe I saw your name in the files about the Shentavo and their associates. Tell me... how long have you studied elementals? Am I dealing with a student or a master? Am I... so unimportant that Azrael keeps sending flunkies to fight me... or is it that you are here to wear me down before she comes to finish me off? In any event, I am here to see her. I do not wish to kill anyone else. But I will, if I am forced to no other alternative.

He pauses both his speech and his movements. "Winter is such a dull name. But so is Drake. That's why I usually go be Epsilon, when on the job. But what is your real name?" Genesis, perhaps?

"Genesis?" She questioned with a laugh. "You must be kidding me. No, no dear boy...the only similarity between Genesis and I is the ice elementality. She does not know of me...none of them do with the exception of two."

She was not a fool. She had been told to keep her existance a secret, after all, if they knew that another was here, she would have the same knife that Rave had against her throat. Demons, as most know, are not too fond of...

"You use her name as if it were nothing," the woman said softly. "I shall not speak mine, for you would only use it as nothing." It was clear she was no apprentice, nor fledgling, nor vampire at that. In fact, it was questionable if she was a Shentavo even... she wasn't. There was something in the back of her that pushed her on, knowing that Drake had absolutely no idea what was comming. Genesis had not been told of her, nor Seth. Yet only Rave and Qui possessed this knowledge, and they have not spoke a word to it.

"My dear," she said softly. "I fought by her side before time was time. I was with her since the beginning, in a place, if a place is what you'd call it, unimaginable." Night began to fall upon the Academy as something shifted in front of the moon, beginning to cause something along the lines of a lunar eclipse.

(Waiting for you to reply to Rave, Haraki.)

Drake smiled. "You are lying. I know for a fact that Azrael was not created until after this sorry excuse for a planet. Maybe she was with whatever God is and maybe you were as well. But then again, so were Lucifer and Christ. So who did you fight before time was time?"

He never stops examing her from behind his sunglasses. He never makes a threatening move. He just walks in a wide arc around her. "If you can't keep your story straight, why should I even bother to speak to you? Perhaps I should go to Rave?" He smirks and backs away towards the main building, not trusting her in the least. He spares a glance at the sky and the smirk fades. "That wasn't in the Farmer's Almanac..."

"Before time was time, Drake." she replied. "Before this world was created. And Drake, Azrael was created before this planet, as were the other three seraphims. There were beings created befor humans, Drake...She's one of them."

The woman stepped toward him as he backed away, her identity still covered by a white cloak. "You assume so much Drake," she whispered. "And that's not a good thing." The lunar eclipse reached full as she reached him. "You find such need to speak with Azrael, as you think she is the greatest of your problems?" She questioned. "I don't think you understand...you took a life, boy. You took a life in front of me."

OOC: So, what's going on in the AC room??? anybody alive in there? :lol:

Class of A.C. is over...i think we should be moving on to elementals now and reawaken the teachings * Elementals will start in a day.

Drake actually laughs. he throws his head back and laughs. "So you are another Seraphim, eh? And what Holy mission are you on that you can complain to an assasian about one death?

"I kill for a living! You think one more death makes a difference here or anywhere else? I have killed thousands! I have commited so many acts of kinslaying I'm suprised Siri doesn't have a price on my head! I don't give a shit who you are anymore. I came here to make her pay for destroying my love. I won't kill her. I'll just make her suffer for a while."

"Well then," the woman raises her eyes, and draws back the hood upon her cloak revealing light cerulean hair with deeper and lighter undertones. Her skin was fair, and her lips were a soft pink. Her eyes were a crystal azure. "I am not on what you would consider a mission, I'm rather here to confirm that a soul tie is still alive and well. You see, she dissapeard from hell and heaven's sight...she was thought to be dead. Take nothing on appearance, it is not always reality." She undid her cloak in a quick motion, tossing it to the side. She bore even more resemblence to Ravelyn in her build, and was actually an inch taller.

"So you see," her ice eyes flickered at him as she stepped forward. "I simply can not let you do that to my sister." And while the students lay asleep or studying, some conversing in ways different then others, Enamarcia winced in pain as her eyes narrowed, harnessing the cry as the sound of ripping flesh was heard. It was not like an incision, the flesh was torn from the inside like a hatchling as a pair of wings emergered. A second...a third... in total, the mark of a seraphim. she was not like Ravelyn in some aspects however...she remained a full pure blood while Ravelyn had become a vampire. She leapt into the sky, spreading her winds as she was framed in the eclipse. She looked to Drake.

"Leave this land...now," she said calmly, shaking off the pain as blood streamed down her back. She would need healing after this. She calmed her breathing and looked toward him, she being complimentary to Ravelyn's fire elementality with her ice.

Drake never stops laughing at her. He falls back against the wall and doubles over. He was obviously not in his right mind. "You're her sister?Oh this is too good. I have to share this..." He floats up to a few inches above the ground. "I have compilied oh Ancient one. I have left the land." He grins and the swirls engulf him. He is again across the academy.

Now he doesn't try a focused mental message, he just yells out in all directions his message. His mental powers have increased to the point that it is a bellow in all minds not shielded properly to lower the 'volume'. It is a simply a mental image of Winter floating in the air with all six wings out and the simple message. A long lost relative...

"The land encompasses air space to, sorry to dissapoint you," she says with a smile. She watches as the swirls engulf him and she raises her eyebrow. 'Right...tough guy that runs... haven't seen those before.'

[i]You want to play soft...let's play soft. You want to play hard, we'll play hard." In a flash the seraphim darted upwards over the academy, catching scent of his aura and singling him out. "Oh no Drake...I'm not done with you. You realize that half these students don't know about Rave, they don't know about Azrael, they don't know about anything of the sort. Might just think their seeing a vision..." Her wings beat heavily and strongly.

Who cares about the students that are clueless? I'm informing everyone who DOES know. Drake floated up to her. "This is a personal matter. That student got in my way and therefore was eliminated. I don't think I can eliminate you I think in a full out battle I'd be defeated in two minutes. Unfortunatly, I don't want to fight you. Will you destroy a man who will not fight in what he deems suicide in any case? Even I won't accept a job like that." He smiles. "I am waiting for her. I will fight her. If I am destroyed as Domino was, so be it. If I end up makeing Rave suffer, I will leave, my duty done. I shall never be here again by my own accord."

"Class is dismissed."

Maximus turned about, as he heard the instructor's words. He turned back toward the girl.

"I guess we'll have to take a rain check on this, my dear."

Maximus held her hand and kissed it lightly.

"Until then..."

He turned and walked out of the classroom, and headed down the hallway. He was going to have a good deal of free time between classes, so he decided to go outside, and enjoy all that nature had to offer. Once outside, he made his way to the garden. Suddenly, Maximus heard wings beating the air, as two figures floated above the earth, obviously not friendly to one another. Maximus was curious, so he moved to hide himself just around the corner of the Academy, hopefully out of sight as he watched the drama unfold before him. One of the figures was...strange...for she had six angelic wings instead of only two. Maximus just shrugged this off as an angel with unique characteristics. Nothing important. Maximus continued to watch the spectacle before him silently, trying to pick up the words being spoken over the winds.

Above the grounds, Drake continued the same arc around Winter as he had done one the ground. He was examining her. Studying her. Looking for weakness. Finding little. He says nothing, waiting her response. He looks down for a moment in the general direction of Maximus, but immediatly his eyes go back to the Seraphim. He had done nothing since Santiana's death that was violent or threatening beyond words. Yet he had proven he would kill with little remorse.

Pepal took some breaths when he was coming back donw from his dorm,but then he sees Maximus standing at a corner over-looking the two figures just like he did.He walks over to Maximus and whispers quietly"I see you found them too"He has his left hand over his scimatar hilt and incase of attack.

"You think I actually care if Azrael is mad or upset on a student's death?" She said in a melodic voice. "All I care about is her safety. She has a lot of things coming her way, and it is far more important then using her strength to end a fued over who killed who." She readied herself. "My ground holds."

Drake stopped his arc. "As I have said, miss. I will not fight you. If you wish to stop me from hurting her, you will have to destroy a man not willing to defend himself. A demon could do that, but a Seraphim? No... you, I think, will not do that. But on the chance that you will, I wonder something." He tilts his head, "How can you make me pay for Santiana's death? How can you make me pay for my threats against Ravelyn? I am dead. I have felt my love be destroyed, I have felt that sudden sense of loss as her head was taken off. I have paid for what I have done in life with my death. I have paid for what I have done in death with my love's destruction."

He sighs. "I could destroy this entire school if I tried. I could have as soon as I got here. I did not. I could have killed that woman who approached me earlier. I could have killed Genesis. I could kill them now." He points directly at Maximus and Pepal. "I will not kill unless forced. I have not been forced to kill Azreal. I will simply let her feel some of my pain."

He stops talking and floats motionless, waiting to see if she would destroy him.

Suddenly a voice floated on the air, coming from Drake:

"I could kill them now." Drake said, pointing at Maximus and Pepal.

Surprised, Maximus drew his sword and stepped out of the shadows. He walked a few steps closer to the two hovering bodies before he set himself defensively and spoke, just loud enough to be heard.

"You may have found me, but I wonder if your confidence is overriding your judgement."

Drake looks down at him. "Son, you would be best to put that toy away. You have no idea what power you would face. Just as I have no idea what power I would face against this Seraphim. I could freeze your heart before you could even start to attack me. But I have no reason to."

Pepal just stared at Drake for a bit,his eyes glowing a bit red like his hunter part of his soul is also watching the scenario unfold in front of him.He then looks at Maximus and walks off with his purple eyes now all crismon red,his clothing turing black and and he walks away,but theres no wind,but his black cape flys attached to his back like a gust of wind is blowing it.He then gives Drake another stare with his crismon eyes,then he disappeared in the shadows.

Pepal just stared at Drake for a bit,his eyes glowing a bit red like his hunter part of his soul is also watching the scenario unfold in front of him.He then looks at Maximus and walks off with his purple eyes now all crismon red,his clothing turing black and and he walks away,but theres no wind,but his black cape flys attached to his back like a gust of wind is blowing it.He then gives Drake another stare with his crismon eyes,then he disappeared in the shadows.

Joshuha emerged from the pool dripping wet but seemingly more stronger. He quickly grabed his things and began walking. As he walked he stoped by a area he felt the tempreture diiffer greatly. He looked out into the area and decided to watch. "This should be interesting," he says as he rings one of his pant legs out

Maximus glared at the figure still levitating above the ground.

"This toy as you call it, is a deadly weapon in my hands. Do not underestimate me!"

Maximus let some thoughts pass through his mind as he engaged in a silent staring war with the stranger. Finally, he spoke:

"So be it. I do not wish to see blood spilled today whether it be mine or yours, but be warned, I'm watching you."

Maximus sheathed his sword, backed away while still facing the stranger, and then finally turned around and followed Pepal. He quickly calmed down again, before he spoke to Pepal,

"I don't like this. I think we should keep an eye on them. Besides, I do not know who the other one is... I'd say this is grounds for monitoring, what do you say?"

Damn it... she says softly. why must a crowd always gather? They will be the end of her... Enamarcia dissapears into the shadows silently. And in the darkness, Enamarcia fell to the ground, her wings withdrawing and blood streaming down her back as she began to heal. That was the problem in being a seraphim; your wings caused you great pain.

Azrael... a voice called softly. Time to spread your wings.

Rave looked up from Corothisia, panicked. She knew that voice all too well. Enamarcia? she questioned softly to which there was no reply. She stepped from Coro. "Come with me...something is terribly wrong."

She lifted her head toward the double doors as she walked briskly to them. They whipped open with a crash before her as the winds picked up, the lunar eclipse subsiding. The temperature seemed to drop. It was her warning, and she knew it. She was blessed now with a gift an curse of darkness unto her soul, however she had maintainted a balance for her existance. Her sanguine-auburn hair was blown back from the wind, individual tendrils reaching out into the sky. Her crimson eyes were illuminated by the bright moon over head, her fangs shown only in a glint behind her rose-colored lips.

"Hey Rave," a voice said from behind her. She turned around to see Kade standing there. She raised an eyebrow at the Veruki. She tossed Rave her black leather jacket she had used at the tournament. She looked at her inquiringly. A smile was supressed by Kade, "Kick his ass."

"Who is it?"

"Obnoxious, hates Qui, rather messed up head..."

"Joshua?"

"Drake."

"Ah..." Rave smiled at her apprentice, and pulled the jacket on. "Get the damn students inside...and if they don't listen to you, threaten to expell them...death never works." She gave a hint of a smile, and climbed up to the top of the building, her vampiric blood allowing her to deny gravity it's hold on her. She stood, and closed her eyes. She was more than pissed that Enamarcia had been needed to intervine. Things might not get pretty, at all...

Come on Drake.... she taunted him to come out. You lousy son of a bitch. It was clear she was in a rage, though not wholly from Drake, but another.

Pepal is still in the shadows,walking in the hallway,still his cape blowing in the non-existinted wind,and his eyes still glowed a crismon red in the darkness surrounding him,walking to his room he goes,having the need to fight.He then gets angry and gets 4 blocks of wood and slashs his scimatar on them,giving his need to fight something to slash at.He stands there wacthing the blocks of wood go on fire,for his scimatar is a Flame Tounge sword,it burns anything it slashes at and it turns aflame when it slashes the object.

Pepal is still in the shadows,walking in the hallway,still his cape blowing in the non-existinted wind,and his eyes still glowed a crismon red in the darkness surrounding him,walking to his room he goes,having the need to fight.He then gets angry and gets 4 blocks of wood and slashs his scimatar on them,giving his need to fight something to slash at.He stands there wacthing the blocks of wood go on fire,for his scimatar is a Flame Tounge sword,it burns anything it slashes at and it turns aflame when it slashes the object.

A smirk crosses his face. "I knew you wouldn't do it. It's not in your nature..."

Drake spun to face the 'voice'. About time you show. So sorry about the loss of a student, but shit happens. I do wonder why it took you so damn long to figure out I was here. Or were you trying to soften me up with lackies?

He smiles. I am in plain sight above your academy. I want only one thing from you. I want you to suffer for destroying her. I don't care why you did it. It was done and you must pay. Once that is done, I will leave you hurt, but alive and never, ever set foot in your nation again. All you have to do is be willing to endure a little cold and maybe lose a toe or two...

He was insane, yes. But he seemed to remain rational, at least.

"Really?" she smiled, her fangs in full view. "Why don't we heat things up then?" She leapt into the air, hovering over the academy, glancing around until her eyes met his. There was flames within her eyes, as hot as hell it's self. The hellspawn staired at him. "You don't mind being burnt, do you? Losing your arm or life?" She said coldly as the air seemed to increase in intensity.

In a quick flick of her wrists, flames erupted in either palm. It was like you could see a demon within her eyes.

Drake removed his sunglasses and let them drop to the ground, lens cracking as it hit. He removes his trenchoat next, letting it float to the grass. He then mopves to the ground, takes off his gunbelt, with a sawed off shotgun in the holster and throws it to Joshua. "Don't lose that. It's my favorite gun." He leaps back up into the air, up to in front of Rave. Close enough that the flames illuminate his body.

The skin on his bare arms is scarred, pale, dead. He pulls the shirt apart. There amid scars from battles long ago is the distinct and fresh scar of a blade wound on his chest. "I have had a sword shoved through my chest. I have felt my life end..." He turns his head and a scar on the back of his neck comes into view a bite mark. "I have been turned. Not to a vampire, but to one the undead. Death is something I need not fear now. I can reattach an arm or get a new one."

Pepal can still watch the fight above with his mind,he does not see the bodys,but the auras of the fighters Rave and Drake.He sits now in meditating postion on the bed in his dark dorm,wacthing the battle unfold in front of his eyes.Still in his Hunter mode,he holds the Flame Tougne Scimatar in his hands,gripping on it in the will to fight,those blocks of wood didn't satsify him very much at all,He wanted a target that can fight back.In the back of his mind,he wonders how he will satsify his hunter halfsoul need to fight.He needed a duel,he needed a duel.......

Joshua nodded and caught the weapon and set it down on the ground with care and sat down watching closely not letting the smallest movement be unnoticed

Kade looked at the students gathering. "Get inside, all of you now..." she looked at the gun in disgust. She picked it up and removed a glove from her hand...Right... she remembered. Not organic...She tossed it to the side, entertwining with a rose bush nearby. She gave the students a glare. "Did you hear what I said, get going!"

Rave looked at Drake and her eyes narrowed. "I had double whips slash through my chest and rip my heart my body. I've had my...brothers blade tear through my heart, and I've pulled it out once again. I've never feared death," she said softly. Only labs... A wry smile crossed her face, one could be sure a tinge of insanity was iin her actions, however her clarity of mind was remarkable. "There have been some changes you haven't been to keen on Drake..."

"So go ahead," she challenged. "Try me."

Drake smiles. "I never accused you of being afraid of death. Or Hell. You took it on and came back. I comend you for that, I don't know any others that would have been able to do that. Not even your son."

He looks down sharply at Kade. "Hey!" The gun flies up to him and he reataches the gunbelt. "Never trust a soldier..."

He turns back to Rave. The fact that he turned his back on her was proof enough of insanity. That he turned back is even more proof.

Drake smiles and does the most direct attack he knows. Throwing a current of below freezing air at her face. He follows up an instant later by literally freezing the air molicules around her legs while she's busy with the freezing air. Whether or not that fails, he presses on, freezing the air around her seemingly at random, testing her.

The fire within her hands immediately melted the ice particles. Why was he attacking fire with ice? Fire melted ice, and ice never extinguished fire. His tactic was pointless against the demon angel, and she wondered how crazy he really was.

"Let's heat things up, shall we?" She whirled a torrent of fire towards to him, letting the heat rush around her. Hell's angel glared at him.
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Elementals are starting.

Pepal heres the annoucment,still in his hunter self,he decides he has to go,he comes back normal,still has his black cloak on and his normal clothes.He leaves his scimatar there,even thou his weapon is a Flame Tounge,its still a weapon and its not allowed,but he stood there,his hunter still holding the grip.He overcomes the desire to carry,drops it on the floor,and exits out the room,he almost dark like still.

He walks back down to the hallway and finds the elementals room,he checks inside and good thing noones in there.He almost stands guard next to door,he still dark like,a dark flame almost popping out of his hand.

Drake smiles, sending a rush of cool air to block the fire. He was more insane than she knew. He could control air and water to some degree, needed to be an ice elemental, but was known in the Empire for freezing the hearts of his enemies. Not a thing to use on Rave.

He does change his tactic though and rushes at her, dodges to one side and down, then up behind her, sending air currents at her that had to be at least 80 below.

Ravelyn shivers as ice is sent up her arm, though it melted, it was quite a shock. She could beat him, but it would blow her cover completely. Could she risk it? She had no protection then in her alias. Azael lifted her eyes to Drake as she turned around. She threw the jacket to the ground and braced herself.

Magnificant wings tore through her back, large pieces of tissue being torn in two and blood streaming down her back. Hers were more intense than Enamarcias, as she did it quickly and briskly. The blood stained wings reached out and contracted as the seraphim challenged him as her defence was the flames around her. Her sweet blood dropped to the ground as the pain ran down her spine. But when you're running on adrenaline and rage, pain is only a side affect.

"You want to fight Azrael..." she said forcefully. "You got her." The fire in her eyes was remarkable to behold. There was one thing tha would cause her the most pain, though not by a physical means. It was the reason for her actions today. "Come on Drake," she taunted him, something she hardly ever did.

Joshua slowly turned and walked away. As he did he calleed out to Rave " Kick his ass." With that he began walking towards his room still shirtless

Drake stared at her for almost twent seconds, slack jawed. "Aw, shit... you aren't supposed to by restored! Not yet, it's too soon!" He flew backwards several feet, considering her and this new revealation before deciding whether to run or to fight. He chose and vanished in a cloud of ice crystals, only to appear behind her, sending even colder air at the still bleeding wounds from her wings.

Find a weakness among a strength. Find a strength among that weakness and find it's weakness. Do that and you will almost never fail... The words once said to him years before came back to him. He understood now what they meant.

The ice that came in contact with her wings shattered as they contracted and the heat around them rose as her eyes flared. Her restoration was complete, though not in the way many would think. All would be explained in due time, but she had another issue to deal with right now.

She turned around, to face him, without hurry. There was a very good reason she took the responisbility of protecting the school. She protected life. Ravelyn; Azrael...one and the same. "Not supposed to be fully restored? Now who said that to you." She smiled...she was restored.

She advanced toward him, fully ready for his attack. "Come on Drake. You had so much confidence when you started out...You made a challenge to Azrael..i'm simply answering it. So let's go Drake, make you're move."

Drake gritted his teeth. "You will find out who told me. In time. That little messenger of his is going to get the worst wedgie he's ever had though... think of it, a sub zero atomic wedgie at 0-50 in three seconds. That's gonna hurt..." He laughs. His mind seemed to shift from topic to topic so fast you could almost hear the fuses blowing.

"Now about this new look, doesn't that sting? I know this little old lady that sells the best ointment..."

Rave raised her eyebrow. He was rambling on, to which she rolled her eyes. The wounds on her back by this time had healed over, and she was ready. There would be no more change of topic, nor worthless babble. She rushed towareds him, her wings contracting viciously to increase the speed. And with her, came fire.

Drake Simply vanished, then appeared on top of her, putting her in a headlock, then chilling the air to below 100 below. She could survive in this, but he was at home in it.

He was about to snap her neck when a breen bolt of energy flashed by both of them. "THAT IS ENOUGH!" shouted a familiar voice below. Goor looked beyond angry. "Drake Tavo, Assasian Grade One. Present yourself for new orders."

"Why should I?" Drake responded, now moving away from Rave slowly.

"If you do not, you will be expelled from the Black Staff and will have a price put on your head. But ONLY on your head. I need a new trophy for my wall..." He grinned, aiming the Bowcaster up again. "Now, stand down and get your sorry ass down here before you get yourself toasted!"

Drake moved to the ground, now focused on Goor entirely.

Rave withdrew her wings as quickly as possibly, falling to the rooftop from the sky. as the pain seared throughout her body. That was a major drawback. The cement dug into the open wounds as she muscled herself over to her stomach to let the wounds heal. She stood up shakily, and looked at Goor in a half smile. I feel...feel so dizzy... she said to Goor softly, as her eyes began to close and balance fail her.

Drake turned and raised his hands, grinning maniacly. "Goodbye Ravelyn..." He said softly, preparing to freeze her solid. Then an eight inch blade severed his spinal chord, then his head from his body.

Goor looked at the now very much dead Drake and moved to Rave, catching her before she hit. He flinched when he touched her. Being around psions and other telepaths gave him a headache. Touching them gave him a migrane. He looked at her and sighs. "This place gets weirder every year..."

He picks her up and walks toward the med center, fighting off dizzyness of his own.

She smiles at Gore as best she can, her eyes half close, "Never thought I'd see this day," she says in a whisper looking up to him. A wave of confusion passed over her, and her body fell limp in his arms.

Kade looked over where the scene had taken place. Enamarcia was not to be found...no traces, nothing. Had she been a dream?

Aurora stood at her room, awaiting the students for Elementals. Strange things happened around this school, but classes always seemed to continue.

(OOC I want this damn year to end! Whenever you are ready though....then I cna start teaching!)

OOC: *kicks Kain* Yeah yeah... Goor's going to start next year too. You can wait. Consider it time for last minute character development. :P

Also... it's Goor, not Gore. He is not an ex-Vice President.

IC: Goor had seen the other seraphim, but wasn't interested in her at the moment. He sped up his pace, keeping it at a fast walk. Of course, the way he moves, a human would have to break into a light run to keep up.

He steps into the med center, ignoring anyone else that may be there and sets Rave down on a bed and sighs, sitting down in a nearby chair and holding his head. It was throbbing.

Yawning, Katarina gets out of bed and looks at the clock. Seeing the time she curses and throws her clothes on. Leaning over and giving Qui a peck on the cheek, she says "I'm already late for a class, ive got to run." She runs all the way to the Elementals room, where she takes a seat.

Qui inhaled deeply on a cigarette, and watched as she left for class. He had his know-it-all grin on his face, and he chuckled softly. He leaned back, and closed his eyes.
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Rave groggily came to as her eyes flickered open. She let out a soft mummer of something inaudible. She looked up. "Reconsidered my proposal?" she said softly, struggling to form words, yet with a smile upon her face.

A sighs was heard as the pain diminished. Goor looked at her and tilted his head. "Why would I reconsider? I had already decided before I left. I just had some important things to do before I could come back."

He sighed again. "Now heal yourself. You can talk later. I'm not going anywhere."

Her smile faded and she looked down at the ground. "I...I can't." She looked at him as another wave of dizziness passed over her. "I..."

Gene walked to her side, and placed a hand on her forehead. "She has lost that ability. The restoration...as i feared...is incomplete." Rave's gaze turned into a blank stare. "It's a miracle you are even alive..." Gene's voice faded out as Rave felt she was being given her diagnosis.

"I'm fine," she said softly. Gene would beg to differ, but began healing Rave as best she could.

"You lost a lot of blood," Genesis said gently. Maybe the restoration did go ok, and she was wrong. who knew?

"I'm fine." the angel persisted.

Goor looks at Genesis, then at Rave. "You collapsed twice... ine is not the word I'd use..."

"I swear I'm fine..." she persisted, and closed her eye momentarily to stop herself from becoming dizzy again.

"Maybe Qui had a good reason for keeping that locked up, ever think of that?" the angel did not reply to Gene's question. "Maybe he isn't as crazy as once thought believed."

"I never thought he was crazy," she said toward Gene. "He's not...his mind is clear. It's just he's going in the wrong direction." She closed her eyes once more and opened them toward the concerned look of Gene.

"I'm fine."

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Aurora stood at the front of a large open room. There were many windows that lit up the giagantic space. There wasn't much in the room, but the ground was varied as if it were real terrain. She awaited the arrival of her student. Apparently elementals were always late.

Goor looked at Rave and said a few words that neither of them would understand unless they develed into his mind. He didn't deign to translate, but it sounded like a blessing or prayer. He spoke in english a second later.

"You are strong of spirit and well of mind, but you are not well of body. However dificult that is to accept with your stubborn streak, you will rest." He stands. "If I catch you out of this place in the next twenty four hours, I'm going to drag you back and tie you to the bed..." He smiles. Something in his eyes said that not only would he do it, he'd have fun doing it.

Rave sighed. .She wasn't even sure if she would have enough strength to avoid being dragged back. "And why should I want to get away from my school?" she chuckled softly. If Goor hadn't threatened her, she would most likely leave to search for some answers from Enamarcia, but she knew that she would stay hidden for quite some time. If she didn't want to be found, she wouldn't.

Genesis chuckled. "The day I see Rave dragged through the academy will be the day that Qui becomes an angel."

Rave chuckled at this. It would never happen. She had no choice but to stay. "Fine. I'll stay here because I'm fine..." she persisted.

Goor looked at Rave, then at Genesis, then at Rave. "That is the most telling sign that you aren't... You'd walk out of here dragging me behind you if you were." He grins and walks out.

Walking around the grounds, he comes up to Drake's body and picks it up, then takes his head and walks off towards then edge of the grounds. Soon after he vanishes into the woods, smoke rises from them, light from a small fire lighting the woods. Faintly there is a smell of charred flesh. Apparently Goor decided to give Drake a good send off to whatever afterlife he believed in.

"Yes," she admited. "I suppose so." Goor exited the room and looked at Genesis. Her vision faded, and she drifted into a deep sleep.

OOC:Well,I should keep my guy going,always finding it rude posting during main story line scenes.

IC:
Pepal enters the room quietly,relized how long he was standing there by himself.He takes a seat(If there is any) and he still has those hardly visible dark flames coming out of his hand,still in his dark mood a bit

He looks at the teacher and thinks to himself for a bit.The Pains in his head fade away except for one.His Dark hardly seen Flames disappear for a bit.
He then waits for the other people to get there

OOC: bump? Come on guys....

(OOC I could have some interaction, Kain could wake up and talk to those not involved in these huge plots which tend to dominate SA. Although, I do not want to take part in the huge plot.)

(OOC:Well Joshua hasn't got jack to do so if anyone wants to do something with him just let me know. I got me some n00bs on halo to kill))

::is waiting for Rave to start elementals, as there are two students there.::

Aurora looked at Pepal and Katarina. She didn't say anything, which might have aroused suspicion. In fact, she hadn't said a word through her mouth the entire time. She was one of those...Veruki wan't it? Oh yes, Zodiac had referred to her and Kade in manipulations.

Which elemental are you studying? she asked both of them, her violet eyes looking over each one.

Pepal looked up and replyed "Fire".He sat there waiting for instructions and looking over at Katarina.Strange looking to me really He thought to himself.He still has the hardly visble dark flames coming out of his hand and hes tryin not to make it look agressive,but they are glady fading away a bit.
He then turned his attention back to Aurora.

Rave dragged herself into the room, and Aurora turned to look at her. There was a gash on her arm, however she held herself very well for someone who just went through battle.

What the hell happened to you?

Rough night... she commented, bringing her eyes upon both of them. She knew she couldn't touch Katarina. It was a crime for a vampire to touch another's fledgling, even for her. She would not Katarina's sire, therefore would not train her. Aurora was able to; she wasn't a vampire.
She could teach Pepal, however.

The Drow looked at the 3 people,Rave,Auroa and Katarina, studying their experssions as he waited for instuction.His purple eyes looking at all 3 of them,wondereing what are they thinking at this moment.Thinking to himself that maybe he should read more on Nations customs and such.His Hardly Seen Dark Flames are gone now,but he still feels that heat on his hand from the flames.

Pepal still sits there waiting,and also looking at the gash on Raves arm,but didn't think much about it,he seen that kinda thing before anyways so it ain't a big shocker to him.

Are you sure you want to teach? You don't look so--- Aurora asked her.

I'm fine...I promise you. Anyway, you can't teach fire elementality, can you?

I can, I'm just not that advanced to teach the advanced fire.

Good then, we make a great team.

"Pepal," Rave said, her crimson eyes shifting to him. Her auburn hair fell in light waves to her mid-back and her skin possessed the slightest hint of a tan. "You are taking fire, am I correct?"

Pepal looked up at Rave and replyed "Yes,I do".He kinda is getting the feeling about the experssions that theres a change happening here in a sec.He waiting for Raves instruction,clencing his black hand in patince.He just looking around at both Auroa and Rave.

His hand was still feeling that heat from those dark flames that disappeared just a second ago.It is almost starting irrtating him alot.He thinksWhy did they come out in the first place over and over.

Michael sent most of the day asleep; he didn't have any lessons today and he still felt saw after breaking a rib the other day. It was odd really, he knew that as far as both medical and magic science when he was in good condition... whatever healing magic Genesis had done worked well. But it didn't change the fact that in his mind he took a heavy blow, which meant he wasn't really fealing well enough to jog around the campus.

So Michael lay in bed, his fair brown hair smeared against the soft plump pillow. He could never really remeber his dreams, but if he could he wouldn't be surpised, mostly they were about situations involving bravery, courage or some other noble quality. Often they would involve someone to show those qualities to, a friend, a important offical or even a lover...

His imagination was a simple affair... he didn't often imagine what could happen and he took things for face value as he didn't like to think about thing that could be, he prefered thinking about the things that were fact, or at least as close as he could get to fact.

Like Rave Shentavo. To Michael it was hard to put his finger on what Rave is and why she is... but some things are clear; she is both powerful and stunning. She walked confident (it is all the step) and proud. However she also seemed dangerous. Michael's imagination gave out here, but it was down to the power and beauty he supposed, it didn't seem natural and such un-natural power made him cautious and almost afraid...

Then there were the others. Most of them were reasonably normal to Michael, they were people with special talents, talents Michael may be able to understand after all this. But some, like the man that injured him the otherday gave him the same cautious instinct like he has around Rave. Qui also gave off this vibe... a feeling that they were not natural, but something more, or perhaps even less. Mostly Michael ignored the feeling, but deep down he was worried ever so slightly about it.

And finally, there was Daedalis... Michael liked Daedalis, she seemed as lost as he was and yet when they were together Michael didn't feel so lost anymore. It was kinda calming, yet at the same time he felt lost in a new way. His stomach would ache slightly, not in the painful way he could handle. She was attractive... perhaps not like Rave, but Rave always seemed attractive, it was almost unreal and it was hard to identify with, making you wish you were a better person.

But Daedalis was just attractive, not breath taking or stunning... just a simple beauty that made you feel comfortable. She cared about others, she worried and she had problems... all of which proved she was just like the rest of us, like Michael. She made him feel important when he helped her... he felt that to some degree he could relate to her.

His only problem was that he couldn't... he didn't know how she felt, he wouldn't even know how to tell, not without anything short of her telling him how she felt. Life was getting complex and Michael wasn't sure he could handle it.

Michael dreamt on...

(You're driving me up a tree Iuthia.)

IC:

"Alright then," Rave said, taking in a deep breath. She didn't need it, but it was comfort to her. She knew Goor would protest should he see her teaching. He could deal with it. In truth, she felt something inside of her, like an empty void. Outside she was alright, but inside she was torn. It would take her a while to recover from his death, she knew that. She doubted she would recover. However, that is the price you pay for love.

She backed up silently from Pepal and looked toward him. "Show me what you got."

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A flutter of eyelids and then the sound of a sigh being rushed out of a man's lungs. He had awoken, sunlight trickling through the windows of this small room which Rave had lain him down in.

The man who was sleeping in the bed raised his three cloven fingers to try and stop the sunlight's irrating gaze upon him. His body felt very strange, as if spiders were crawling over it slowly, placing thier hair covered limbs upon his pale white flesh. Sunlight it seemed, was irrating Kain, as he got up from his peaceful sleep.

He shook his head, and his great white mass of hair fell to where it should be. His white mirror like skin shone in the sunlight, like a silver platter. Kain held his hand to his forehead, his mind throbbing.

Getting up completely, Kain tidied himself from his slumber. Cloak was hanging loosely around him,a great purple shimmering mass, with a crimson heart, the Shentavo clan system upon it.

Kain went towards the door, eager to get out of this room which had sunlight streaming in from all directions. He opened the door, only to be greeted by a barrage of those irriating rays. Kain winced his eyes against the glare, and swiftly went to the shadows of the balcony.

He was overlooking a small garden, a few statues here and there. he leaned against the cold marble wall of the balconey, his body spared from the sun's irriting touch.

Kain realised soon, that he was becoming more like a true vampire. Or at least, he was still recovering from his ordeal. Without the demon which had evolved him to that green skinned form, Kain felt one of the vampiric weaknesses in a minor way. Sunlight, while not fatal to Kain, could irrate him. Kain was curious to discover if in his newer form, if he felt any other weaknesses.

With a sigh, Kain hovered slowly down from the balcony, into the garden. He was still in the sahde, the sun behind the great building behind him.

Kain breathed in, the fine smell of the grass coming to his nose, he treasured the smell. Everything seemed to be a new experiance, and he appreciated it all. He did not see with mortal eyes, vampires found that everything was fascinating. Or at least it was for Kain. He looked at the statue which was the center of the fountain, who poured forth water from a jug. Kain looked at the sparkling of the water for long minutes, lost in its flowing.

Entertaining a thought, Kain walked out into the sunlight towards the statue. Again, the sensation of being crawled upon came over again, but Kain edured it for the moment. It was not so bad as before, Cloak was a green colour, and covered itself around Kain's cold form. Kain's long fourishing white robes served him well, the sunlight did hardly touch him, but his eyes were hurting a bit from the glare of everything.

He sat down beside the fountain, and with a little debating, he was about to put his hand into the fountain waters....

(OOC feel free anyone to pop up next to Kain and talk)

After Daedalis dissapeared all of sudden, half of it motivated by the dissapearance of her sister, and half motivated by her own hatred of unwarranted violence. She still remembered how she ran of the AC room after she saw what happened to Michael, and how she found out the letter describing the loss of her sister during a mission in an unknown country, brought by a messenger to the academy.

But she came back after finding the news, that her sister dissapeared without notice, "missing in action", said the report. Probably dead, probably a prisoner. Daedalis knew that if something her sister would like to see, was to see her finishing her training and becoming a powerful and capable warrior. And which place was better than this academyto achieve that?.

She walked through the gates once more, looking for her room...

Katarina says "I study no particular element. I seek to excell in all and specialize in none."

(neither of the two Iuthia. I honestly dont' need a lecture with every post. I'm a big girl. I can handle it. I already know what type of things you like in your roleplaying, and what you disregard. I do not need constant reminds. Sorry if it seems like I'm snapping, but reading all the size=10 font is driving me crazy. )

IC:

Aurora was quite taken back with Katarina's request. She knew very well that Rave would not train Katarina nor touch her. A clan's rules are set in stone. So while Qui may have to teach her fire, Aurora would be able to teach her other things.

"Let's start with water, shall we?" Aurora said. Katarina was not only a year-3 student, but Qui's apprentice and his fledgling. Even Aurora would begin to use caution around the girl.

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As the morning drifted by the sun's rays battled against the curtains of Michael's room where he lay in calm despite the events of the day. The room now ever so lightly illuminated by the sun's attempts to shine inside, a beam of light breached into the room through a crack in the closed curtains and was ever so slowly moving towards Michael's head as the sun rose in all it's glory...

Eventually, Michael stirred. Softly he turned around and looked up at the curtains, which were now speckled with light from outside. It must have been near noon for it to be so bright... but Michael didn't even bother to check the clock as he knew it didn't really matter.

With the perposeful movement of a sloth in the canopies, Michael got up and yawned... his dream quickly running away from his memory, lost with the morning routine. Instinctively Michael looked down to his bare chest and felt around his ribs... it still amazed him that his wound better now, but the blow had affected him in more ways then one, he suspected he would be checking it for a couple weeks yet.

Carefully, he moved his legs out of the bed coverings and went to look at himself in the mirror doing a few warm up excerises in front of it like spinning his arm around. He didn't think he was the peak of perfection, looking at the man staring back at him through the mirror. It was clear that he was in good shape as he could see some of the muscles he had developed through a life of military planned routines and the lack of luxuries that many other nations had, like chocolate and fast food... however it was clear that he wasn't going to win any competitions, he had too many minor imperfections, but it did the job and on the whole he wouldn't swap it for anything.

Afterwards he put on a robe and went for a quick shower before getting dressed in his normal somber trainee uniform. Today he was in a reasonable mood so he went with the darker green uniform... it didn't make much difference though, it was still a uniform with a flag on the shoulder but at least he could choose the colour... afterall, he'd been through his formal training already, he just liked to look the part.

Finally he got his identification, even if he was recognised by most of the grounds staff he still never left without it, he also picked up his keys and a simple watch to keep time on... then he left, heading towards the outer grounds for his daily jog. On his way he passed the balcony where Kain had stood, Michael then stopped for a moment to see what the man was up to... he had seen Kain the other day at AC class, but he didn't know much about him accept he too seemed to be powerful and possibly dangerous... but it didn't feel like he was hiding either...

Michael watched for a moment, it looked as though the man was in deep thought about something, standing by the statue. Then Kain sat down by the fountian...

Smiling cryptically to herself, Katarina says "Very well, where shall we begin?"

ooc: sorry for the briefness of my recent posts, but i have a serious dearth of time.

Pepal started to get confused for a sec and then he went down to business.
He started to raise hands to head level.He then chanted a bit.He started to fell the heat on his hands but almost buring them.

He then summoned two Dark Flames on his hands.He started to almost blow his mind out to turn them back to pure fire color.The Heat finally going up.But just in a flash he finally got them back to pure orange.

He finally waits for Raves reply.His hands still heating up,he can handle the heat right now

Rave backs up slightly. In doing so, she draws pepal further away from Aurora or Katarina. She observes this dark fire. There has to be something more to it than meets the eye, and she observed him carefully. "There is darkness in you Pepal?" she asked lightly, as if it were simple to answer. In her eyes he could tell that she would do nothin despite the answer. Perhaps she could help, perhaps not.

"For that's an interesting conjoured black flame." She watched his tactics in trying to change the color. "Don't force it..." she said softly. "Let it be. If it takes the form of a black flame, let it. You're elemental usually reflects the deeper side of yourself.

Azrael raised her hands to either side as she gathered her strength to call upon a brilliant red flame that flickered with light. There was a slight pain in her back, and she knew she was not fit to do this at the back of her mind. But in the end, she was fine.

"We shall," Aurora said standing up. She would not defend herself against water attacks with water, rather use ice to freeze the water before it could cause damage. Or perhaps Katarina used ice rather than water, she was not sure. "Begin."

Inclining her head to Aurora in a gesture of respect, Katarina turns her mind to the task at hand. With a gesture, she draws water out of the fountain in the room, forming ropes that move sinously towards Aurora, trying to bind and choke her.

From the start of the class, Aurora's voice had only been heard in a soft whisper or through the mind. Not once had once bene able to make our her tone or pitch in regard to her speech. One may wonder why.

She watched as the ropes saught to bind her. She raised her hand slowly, concentration on the particles moving closer and closer to her. It began to freeze at the tip, and harden as if it were frozen in air. She opened her mouth an a high pitched sound could be heard with those whom had sensitive hears. The ice shattered before her.

Rave winced slightly. Next time you do that...warn me.

Pepal still holding the flames in his hand,looked up at Rave because of her question."Its hard to explain" he replyed still keeping attention to his flames.

After Rave told him not to force color,he relaxed his mind a bit and the flames turned black again.He watched as a red flame came out of Raves hand.He was lucky that he wasn't like Drow from the Underdark that would usually go blind with light.His Black Skin almost turning a bit brighter with that light from the flame

Goor walked back to the main building and spoke with the desk clerks. After a tedious twenty minutes, he got the keys to his old dorm room.

Stepping into it, he found it different, yet the same. He sniffed the air, it smelled of mammels. Oh well, most of the Earth did. He set his things down and flipped on the tv, turning it to the Discovery Channel, watching a show about Gila Monsters. Handsom little guys...

Taking the piercing sound and shattered ropes in stride, Katarina begins a different tactic. Concentrating, she calls to the water inside Aurora, and slows in it her body, concentrating on trying to freeze it.

Aurora winces. What a clever tactic, She thinks to herself. She certainly couldn't freeze it. She would have to fight it in her own way. She was the Veruki they had talked about, the one who uses sound. While Kade uses touch, and Zodiac uses sight, this one had a more complex form of a manipulation. She drew a breath in and focused on herself, ridding her mind of unneeded substances. Slowly she felt the blood in her veins pick up pace again, but it had bought Katarina much time.


Rave nodded at the flames turned black once more. The flames in her hands remained red, but should she have changed forms, they would have most likely been white. She looked toward Pepal. "Good...good." She said in observance. It was strange having the headmistress of the school teaching, but then again...it's Rave. The flames vanished from her hands. She had used a lot of magic in her fight against Drake, and honestly didn't want to waste any more. She backed up a bit further. "Well then, let's see if you can hit me." I could use a good work out... she snickered. she knew she wasn't well, but that's the price of having pride.

Whilst Aurora focuses on her blood attack, Katarina begins forming domes of water around Aurora, keeping the shaped with her mental power. When the water reaches a thickness of about 6 inches, she freezes it, and continues adding more ice to the outside. Soon the air within the bubble would run out

[Awww... I love that size 10 font, but point taken, reminders removed...]

Michael watched for a moment, it looked as though the man was in deep thought about something, standing by the statue. Then Kain sat down by the fountian...

Agonising over the thought, Kain plunged his arm into the sprinkling water, the clear and sparkling water flowing over Kain's marble like flesh. It was a kind of morbid fascination, like a child with matches.

The water fell with an infinate slowness to Kain, he marveled at the rushing of the liquid which granted life, the sunlight was part of its structure as it fell through cool air. And then, only the cold flesh of Kain.

It was as if he had put his hand under a spray of lemon juice under a wound, it stung like mad. Kain immediatly withdrew his arm which was now looking very odd indeed, and swore.

"Frell!" Kain cursed as he shook his hand, trying to get the substance off himself, the clear liquid was maddening. He closed his eyes and hissed in frustration, through clenched vampiric teeth.

When he opened them, he looked upon this uniformed man. Kain continued to hold his arm which had been covered lightly by the water, the droplets still dripping off slowly.

"I am more vampire than I was..it seems..." Kain muttered, before addressing the man in front of himself.

Kain looked at this man, his brown eyes which held the wisdom of two- not one- looked warmly towards this individual. Micheal felt an indespersable aura of peace around this individual, desppite his recent self-inflicted pain. It was if the world around him could be falling around, and he would simply scratch his chin and ponder the mystery of it all without a concern.

He smiled slightly, entertaining a thought. It was not a smile which held hidden motives, Micheal felt totally at ease when around this pale white vampire, who had the most remarkable Cloak. It had shimmered a bright yellow when he dipped his arm into the water, and now it melted into a deep vermillion, now sowly changing to a sky blue. But the obvious symbol, which every acadamy studant knew was the Shentavo symbol. This was a Shentavo, Kain Shentavo no less. There were many rumors and speculations around himself....although kain had grown used to such musings.

"I would shake your hand, but these hands for all thier advantages never cease to be a nusience in the social enviroment." kain said, showing Micheal his cloven hands...or claws would be more apt. He had three cloven talons for hands, which were matched by his feet, which had the same texture and properties as his hands. As a result, he could use his feet as hands, which had proven rather useful.

Kain was still seated, his relaxed demanour was strange. well, he was a vampire, his smile held the two fangs which showed his true nature. His skin was certainly a give away, the mirror like surface was intensely white, it was alarming and intensely beautiful and alluring.

Taking his Cloak, which had formed into the same colour of the sky around them, a light blue with some puffs of clouds sleepily wondering its endless fields, he wiped whatever water was remaining on his arm. As he did so, he spoke. His words had the resonance of Latin, or at least sounded like a French accent of some sort. His words are articulate and were long and flourishing, the english langauge seemed beautiful in his mouth, the words seemed to roll out like poetry.

"So, what lessons do you take, and what teacher would have the pleasure of having your presance within thier rooms? You certainly look the military type from that uniform you have, Advanced Combat then? Am I right? Or are you vernturing into a new pasture, into the fine art of manipulating reality?" Kain said looking at Micheal at his final sentance, with the glint in his eye of the thought of magic. It was if a comet flew through Kain's eye when he spoke about magic, and as quickly as it came, it was gone as though it was never there.

Michael watched carefully with a morbid interest as Kain lowered his hand into the flowing water of the fountain, then he seemed to wince ever so slightly as it ran down his hand and into the small pool below. Subconciously Michael noted this without really understand why he would need to or even why it seemed to pain this man to touch the water, which seemed clear of an contaminants...

Kain then swore, or at least the tone suggested swearing but Michael hadn't heard this one before. "Frell!" The man shouted. He then made some form of sound, but Michael couldn't really make it out, being on the balcony above and behind him.

Kain then turned and gave Michael a quick glance, cradling the damp arm he soaked in water, again the man muttered something Michael didn't quite hear and then turned back to Michael, this time clearly evulating him instead of just noticing his precence.

The pale man then smiled at Michael in a endearing manner, despite his sharp pearly fangs. Kain was clearly someone important at the academy, as he, like Rave, walked in confidence as though he owned the place. His cloak changed colour with the surrounding and on it was the academies symbol... perhaps he was a teacher Michael had not met yet, he wasn't hear for the magic and this man with his bleach white skin and talon hand seemed to suggest he was very magic intensive...

Michael had long ago stopped questioning the supernatural around the academy... he assumed it was normal for everyone to bear magic like a badge, using it in trivial manners. So Kain's appearance, while odd, was not out of place.

"I would shake your hand, but these hands for all thier advantages never cease to be a nusience in the social enviroment." The man stated. Michael just nodded in recognition. The Kain found a seat near the wall, looking out to the square with the fountain. Kain's voice seemed to be very perposeful; as though each word as concidered many times before being said... perhaps he taught English as well... Michael hadn't had his Basics lesson yet.

"So, what lessons do you take, and what teacher would have the pleasure of having your presance within thier rooms? You certainly look the military type from that uniform you have, Advanced Combat then? Am I right? Or are you vernturing into a new pasture, into the fine art of manipulating reality?" Michael let the man finish as he took delight in weaving his words.

"Well..." Michael started; it was alot to answer and he wasn't sure where to start. However, he gathered all the relevant parts and cut out the diplomacy of Kain's questions... "Advanced Combat of course, you were there, Basics just to keep up with my formal education from back home and..."

Michael stopped for a moment... telekenisis wasn't going very well. He decided he had better either question one of the other students about it or wait until next lesson and learn more about it. "...and Telekenisis. We have scientists back home who wanted something Iuthian to tell them about Magic, so they could better understand it."

Michael continued on to ask Kain something. "How about yourselve... err... sorry I didn't get your name."

Goor walked out of his room and down to the grounds, no longer in the cloaks he had worn before. Instead he walked out wearing a loincloth, giving him full mobility while not causing an incident. On the belt holding the cloth in place was his six inch long blade and a strip of cloth. In his talons, he carried a small multi-bladed sword.

He heads right to the AC room, walking in and immediately taking the strip and covering his eyes, forcing him to use sense of smell and heat senses to move about. Rotating the sword, he begins slow methodical movements, slowly increasing the dificulty and speed as he warmed up.

OOC: Goor's sword (http://www.knifestuff.com/fantasy/kitrae/kr8s_man.jpg), shown in comparison to a human.

Pepal nods at the reponse.He then started to get his fire energy into his hands.He got out of relaxing his mind a bit and started to get energy into his hands.This is the only good fire spell I know at this point,but its only at half power still trying to master it he quickly thought.

He then put his hands side by side,and then he started to chant a bit,He finally got power for his Burning Hands.He directed it towards Rave and a long dark flame ray came from his hands and heads towards Rave

Pepal nods at the reponse.He then started to get his fire energy into his hands.He got out of relaxing his mind a bit and started to get energy into his hands.This is the only good fire spell I know at this point,but its only at half power still trying to master it he quickly thought.

He then put his hands side by side,and then he started to chant a bit,He finally got power for his Burning Hands.He directed it towards Rave and a long dark flame ray came from his hands and heads towards Rave

Rave raised her hands to absorb the attack. The fire seemed to disappear into her. The hellspawn seemed unsteady. Rave's eyes flickered closed, and silently, she passed out.

Aurora, bound within the confines of the ice, concluded that Katarina did not know what that high pitched noise was. Confined, she was able to be louder without hurting anyone. She let out a scream as the ice began to crack in places. She looked over to see Rave on the ground, and in a panic, intensified the sound. It pierced through the academy as the ice shattered on one side, but the other side remained strong. She ducked out of it, and stopped.

Katarina was not the only one who had heard it. Seth cringed and Gene grabbed the table near her, causing the vase of white roses to fall and break as she winced at the noise. On the third floor, Qui burnt his chest on his cigarette as it fell out of his hands onto his skin. He quickly grabbed it. "WHAT THE HELL!?" he shook his head, and rubbed his right temple. What a headache.

Pepal saw Rave putting up her hands to asorb the attack and saw here close her eyes and fall to the ground.Hmmm,that ain't right at all,my spell wouldn't have done that at all.

He then almost fell to the floor with the scream,almost sending a small portion of his Burning hands towards other places but luckly he was able to fizzle out the spell before it did any damage.He looked over at the water battle between Katarina and Auroa,and noticed the high pitched scream came from over there

In the AC room, Goor stumbled and shook his head at the high pitched scream. "What in hell was that?" he demands to the empty room. Not getting an answer, he steps out into the corridor and begins moving down them, foot-talons clicking loudly on the floor.

(OOC: Is it in the same building?)

(yes)

Aurora holds up her hand to Katarina, trying to bid her to stop, though she had no control over her anyway. She looked at Rave. Well that can't be good...

"Ah I see." Kain commented, thinking of who taught such lessons, his mind was not as clear as it used to be, the memories were slightly foggy in places. But it was replaced with the curiousity which he had as a mortal, he now had the oppertunity to discover more about himself and those around him.

"Telekenetics. Tele...kenetics." Kain said slowly, as if tasting the words like afine wine. His cloven hand idly went in a small circle upon the white marble of the fountain.

"And who, out of my brothers and sisters would teach such a fine art in this place? My memory has been somewhat rearranged to represent something of a jigsaw puzzle, it can be infuriating at times. But, there is a certain enjoyment in learning something more than once I find. But I am being long winded, as I have grown a tendacy for doing as of late. My name is Kain. Kain Shentavo, although you might have heard me called under Kain Irenicus." Kain said, his voice getting quieter when he said his previous name. Irenicus in elvish meant "Broken One, Exile".

"Your goverment is rather wise in wanting to discover what hidden powers there are to a beings mind, there is often far...far more to be unlocked than one would expect. And at least, one should discover the possibilities available. They are many, complex and wonderous....if you wanted to learn about magic, you seem to have come to the right place, and...the right person as anyone here. I know much of the arcane. I am not a studant, but neither am I a teacher. At least, neither one....yet." Kain said, musing the possibilities which could be obtained.

Walking down the corridors, he finds too many empty rooms and closes his eyes. After a second, his sense of heat allows him vision. He jogs around a corner and up to the door with the most people behind it.

He opens it and steps in, still carrying his weapons and looking rather threatening. A glance is given to the students and other instructor, then he sees Rave. "What happened? Why is she here?" he asks, moving closer.

OOC: 1200 post! :D

Aurora looked at Rave. I had told her it wasn't a good idea. What happened to her anyway? She looked fine, but I could sense something was wrong. Seems she's quite stubborn.
(sorry for the shortness, but I must leave)

::gah, my posts arent posting::

(OOC Copy and apste your messages and post them. Always check if thye have posted, NS can be tempermental as you know :) )

Le bump

Pepal backed up a bit away from the scene there,not trying to make like a subject suspect or something like it.Then she might of not had the energy at the time to block it then.Well at least this is over he quickly thought to himself.

He began to get the feeling that his Hunter self was trying to make a apperance in him,but luckliy he tried to keep it back.The Dark Flames from his hands faded,but like before he can still feel their heat on his hands.

Not you're fault... Aurora said softly to Pepal. She passed her hands over the angel's forehead. "Has she been fighting?" the Veruki asked. She had been part of the restoration. It had been recommended that she not participate in any spar nor fight. Drake was not planned however.

"That's for sure..." Zodiac said cooly as he looked down from the rafters.

How the hell did you get in here? Aurora asked silently.

"Rave knew I was in here..." his white eyes flashed. "She just didn't feel the need to say anything." He jumped down with some effort, and picked Ravelyn up into his arms. "I swear to God...if I have to carry you one more time..." he complained and laughed in spite of it all.

Not you're fault... Aurora said softly to Pepal. She passed her hands over the angel's forehead. "Has she been fighting?" the Veruki asked. She had been part of the restoration. It had been recommended that she not participate in any spar nor fight. Drake was not planned however.

"That's for sure..." Zodiac said cooly as he looked down from the rafters.

How the hell did you get in here? Aurora asked silently.

"Rave knew I was in here..." his white eyes flashed. "She just didn't feel the need to say anything." He jumped down with some effort, and picked Ravelyn up into his arms. "I swear to God...if I have to carry you one more time..." he complained and laughed in spite of it all.

Pepal went over to the corner of the back wall and just bent his back on it.He has his glaring eyes again for no apparent reason.Just waiting for further instuctions. Good thing I didn't had my FlameTougne or it would have been worse he thought to himself.

Yep his scimatar of fire that is intelligent,he remebred the last time he swiped it with those wooden blocks when he was in his sneaky hunter self.Good thing hes not in the mood at all.

He looks over at Katarina,and thinks that she had a blast over there.Heh,that was some match them both had,but Water/Ice is not my thing he thought.

Pepal went over to the corner of the back wall and just bent his back on it.He has his glaring eyes again for no apparent reason.Just waiting for further instuctions. Good thing I didn't had my FlameTougne or it would have been worse he thought to himself.

Yep his scimatar of fire that is intelligent,he remebred the last time he swiped it with those wooden blocks when he was in his sneaky hunter self.Good thing hes not in the mood at all.

He looks over at Katarina,and thinks that she had a blast over there.Heh,that was some match them both had,but Water/Ice is not my thing he thought.

Michael patiently listened to Kain, nodding his head in parts, allowing him to finish his reply. It was odd really, Michael noticed this man didn't need to breath once during the whole conversation... allowing him to talk for extended periods of time. Perhaps this man would make a good teacher, Michael thought. He certainly could fit alot more words inbetween....

Michael decided to start answering the first question and work his way towards the last comment.

"Genesis Shentavo teaches us Telekenisis, though by the sounds of things you may be the kind of person I'm looking for to help me keep up with the class... everyone else seems to have mastered the basics and I can't even get a pencil to levitate." Michael sighed for a moment, he expected something more indepth about telekenisis in the lesson, as he had as gooder imagination as anyone in Iuthia. He then waited for Kain's reply* before continuing.

"I better get going, I need to make up for the morning run I missed... How can I get hold of you if your not a student or a teacher?" He asked, again waiting for the reply then finally, saying his goodbyes he left towards the front of the Academy for his now midday run.


* Just reply to these in your next post, if you say something important I'll follow through with another post.

After seeing that Zodiac was taking care of Rave, Katarina turns to Pepal, who was glaring at people around the room. As his eyes fall on her, she holds up her hand, a globe of fire hovering just her palm. "Care to practice a little more, Pepal?" she says.

Kain smiled a conforting smile, in understanding.

"That is perfectly alright, we all begin somewhere. Remember, how old are you? I would make a pretty safe assumption that you have never used a spell, or performed an act of telekinisis before. So how can you expect, or anyone else expect you to do such a thing so easily? This all comes trhough practice, and not all methods work for everyone. I may use telekenitics the same as Genesis, but Genesis and myself I am sure have different approaches to it."

"I would be happy to teach you, to give you "booster lessons" if you wanted. It would be my pleasure to do so." Kain said warmly.

Michael nods. While Kain was abnormal, at least in Iuthia he would be, he seemed to understand Michael predicament... Michael hadn't seen magic before he came to the academy, it was wanted in his nature to understand such things...

"Ok then, when would you be available for the first of these "booster lessons" and how can I can hold of you if I can't make it?" Michael asked patiently. He doubted anything around here would make him cancel as there wasn't really anything he would need to do more then catch up... but it would be useful to know incase he couldn't make it, perhaps because of an injury.

Meanwhile Kain may have noticed that Michael wasn't showing any telepathic signs of surface thoughts, unlike many other humans Kain may have met. Logic would automatically link this to James deGritz and to the assumption that all Iuthian's were naturally hard to read...

Maximus was in the rolling fields that surrounded the Academy now. He did not have any classes, and so had eventually decided that meditation and relaxation would suit him best. He sat, cross-legged, back straight, hands on his knees. Glamdring lay on the ground before him, yet his eyes were focused straight ahead. If others could see his gaze, they'd think he was having one of those thousand yard stares that meant the person was deep in thought or meditation.

The wind swept by, whipping his hair about slightly, caressing his skin. The sun shone, but Maximus had learned to used a simple permanant Elven spell that allowed him to easily avoid the harmful effects of the sun. Before he had learned of that spell, he had to hide from the sun, as well as his fellow fledgelings and his sire, who also was his love, Skadi.

His mind was blank, only allowing the wind to whisper through his ears, bringing incredibly relaxing serenity to mind. He smiled pleasantly, as he lifted his chin to the sky slightly, savoring the refreshing soothing of nature.

OOC: Feel free to have anyone approach him. Preferably peacefully, I've got an idea for conversation... :wink:

Pepal rasied his head about Katarinas offer,he could use a bit more pratice,,but then we wasn't ordered too pratice again.But in case,he gathered a bit of energy to his fingers,since his Burning Hands can change form according to his wishing.

His Black Flames rose again into flames coming from each tip into his fingers like Buring Claws.The Flames were a bit forming into the size of a bowling ball on each hand.

Zodiac walked into the hallway, Rave within his arms. He looked down at the angel and smiled. He chuckled to himself. Well...now I know what it's like to kiss you. Too bad you're unconscious. He thought to himself silently.

As he was walking, he absentmindedly bumped into Maximus, nearly falling over as he rounded a corner. "Hey...sorry about that."

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Aurora stood off to the side to supervise

Zodiac walked into the hallway, Rave within his arms. He looked down at the angel and smiled. He chuckled to himself. Well...now I know what it's like to kiss you. Too bad you're unconscious. He thought to himself silently.

As he was walking, he absentmindedly bumped into Maximus, nearly falling over as he rounded a corner. "Hey...sorry about that."

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Aurora stood off to the side to supervise

Zodiac walked into the hallway, Rave within his arms. He looked down at the angel and smiled. He chuckled to himself. Well...now I know what it's like to kiss you. Too bad you're unconscious. He thought to himself silently.

As he was walking, he absentmindedly bumped into Maximus, nearly falling over as he rounded a corner. "Hey...sorry about that."

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Aurora stood off to the side to supervise

Goor follows after Zodiac, seeming not to trust the veruki and concerned for Rave.

Still in his loincloth and carrying his weapons, he looks to Maximus. Something like a hiss or a sigh escapes his lips after Zodiac almost falls.

ooc: Umm...I'm not inside the Academy right now...I'm out in the fields...meditating.... however, I'll work with what you've done, somehow creatively...

IC:
Maximus snapped back to attention to the area around him. No longer was he in the fields. He was back inside the Academy again.

Dammit...I keep wandering...always happens when I'm in my deepest state of meditation...

Once again, being so deep in his meditation, he had physically levitated and had floated over the grass and back into the halls of the Academy. In a moment of uncertainity, he reached back for the hilt of Glamdring. It was there. He sighed with relief. He must have picked it up on the way back in while still in his meditative state.

At that moment, Zodiac nearly collided with his levitated seated body. Zodiac muttered a quick apology, to which Maximus replied with an equally quick "No problem."

Maximus looked silently at Zodiac, and his eyes promptly fell upon Rave. A look of concern fell upon his face, as he saw that she was unconscious. He lowered his feet to the ground, and kept pace with Zodiac, bypassing Goor. He ignored the hiss that came from Goor. He did not care what the creature thought of him, his mind was more focused upon Rave.

"What has happened? Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Ok then, when would you be available for the first of these "booster lessons" and how can I can hold of you if I can't make it?" Michael asked patiently. He doubted anything around here would make him cancel as there wasn't really anything he would need to do more then catch up... but it would be useful to know incase he couldn't make it, perhaps because of an injury.


Kain thought for a short moment.

"Well, I am available almost whenever. Simply call me by the command word "Shirak". I will come as soon as possible, I am rarely engaged in some other activity. The word is a arcane word for the moment, which will seem like a bell within my mind, telling me your location and so on. I may take a short while getting to you, I might need to get some items, but I doubt it. Alright then?" Kain asked, seeing if this was agreeable on Micheals terms.

Kain, although he did have the power to read thoughts, or at least scan accross what one might be thinking, refused to do so unless the situation demanded such a breach of privacy. He kept his own probing to himself, he respected others wishes. And many people he found, had defences, or at least alarms to say that he was probing.

Michael just nodded, he decided against asking how the magic would work... or even if it would work. He repeated the word a few times in his mind to help him remember it...

"Alright then, I'll give you a call when I'm free from lessons. But right now I think I had better make up for the running sesson I missed this morning. See you around." Michael waited a moment politely for Kain to say his goodbyes before he went off towards the front of the academy...

"Alright then. Goodbye, and keep out of trouble." Kain said quielty and smiled.

He looked back to the fountain, marveling that he could be harmed by it. It was something new to consider. He lay back upon the white marble, absorbing the sun's rays, trying to get used to the slight irritation it caused.

Pepal soon got his black flames into the size he wanted them too.The flames shined the blackness of their color.The flames shined so black that hardly Pepal could be seen through them,only his normal purple eyes looked like a crismon red through the flames,but he wasn't his hunter self thou,just his eyes being adjusted through the black flames.

Since the flames shined black,his clothes looked blacked,almost like camoflauge to him.His black cape was black as the night,his skin was also blackish night,his natural white hair was still seen through the blackness.The cool air in the room was almost gone because of the heat from the flames.

He then speaked"Well since Im a gentlemen,following the rule of ladys first,I'll let u attack first".He had a plan to make a shield from her attack if she tries to go straight after him with her attack.

Chuckling, Katarina says "I thank you for your courtesty, but it is unnessecary. I will, however, attack first." With these words Katarina begins to leech the heat from Pepals flames, still allowing them to burn, but coldly and icily. She gathered the power she leeched in on of her palms, ready to make use of it when the right time came.

"Apparently the headstrong ang...girl," he stopped himself from speaking of Azrael. No one knew but a few in the Academy...and it was no use talking about. "Got ahead of herself. Thinks she can teach, let alone walk, after a fight and a restoration." He shook his head.

"There is nothing you can do. When she wakes up, she will." Zodiac said softly, his white eyes seeming to cas a veil over Maximus. "All anyone can do is wait."

(Drizzt just an observation, can you make your posts have more spaces in them? When you put down a comma and full stops you are not making spaces afterwards, it makes it hard to read tis all. :) )

(Ok,thanks for the tip :) )

Pepal started to feel coldness on his plams, he started to figure out that whatever it is is sucking the heat out of them. He tries to even use a bit of his body heat to fuel up the flames, then he starts to make them larger than he normally inteded to have them. Pepal then started to have his Hunter Soul ready to enter in if needed.

He gets a bit irratated about his body heat being used a bit for fuel for the flames. He then shooted a black firey ray at Katarina, he then made a segment of the ray go after here sideways in case she deflects the frontal attack.

Katarina laughs, and draws both threads of flame inwards towards her hands, gathering and conserving the flame rather than deflecting it. After Pepal's attack is over, she looks down into her gathered flames, now superheated from the heat she had drained earlier. Katarina lobs the sphere into the air above Pepal, where it hangs in midair and rains firebolts down at his form.

A chard of ice sweeps in front of the fire, deturing its course into oblivion.
The flames die out as it hits the ice, though the ice melts quiet significantly. By the last flame, it is gone, and both are nullified. As the vision turns toward the source, Aurora is there, and lowers her hand.

"Class is dismissed for today..." she said softly, and looked toward both of them. Healing would be the next class.

Maximus followed Zodiac to the door of one room, before halting.

"I think I'll leave you here, give you your privacy. If you need me, you know how to find me."

With that Maximus turned and began walking down the hall. He had both hands clasped behind his back as he kept his face down and thoughtful.

Nothing to do until my next class...

[healing, don't worry, he'll get there on time or a little late]

I have been meaning to find training and guidance for my research into my elven line...

Who would suit him best? A number of the faculty was elsewhere, on their own schedules. Maximus pondered whom to ask. Then the name came to mind.

Kain...

Maximus activated his pyschic connection with Kain and spoke seven quick words:

Shirak, I need to speak to you...

[OH MAN! long time ago. Tag for references and flash backs.]