NationStates Jolt Archive

New constructed and ready for use, the fanciest private school in the city was now open. Lord Arithon stood in his black robes, observing the marvels a little demonic magic and human effort could create. The buildings stood tall and sleek, the newly laid concrete without a spec and the other necessary equipment in pristine order.

Now 7:30am, the children would be arriving in one hour. Today would be a day they would never forget. Arithon had made sure the school by all appearances was the finest ever seen in the nation. He had spread rumours about its greatness and only how the richest and most privelleged children could go there. It was bound to appeal to the upper class of the city. Slicking back his long black hair, Arithon could do nothing but wait for the first students to arrive. Most of the teachers were already present, but his priority was the students. Eventually they would all fall under his dominion, but for now it would be a few at a time.

Aeris scowled at the glossy, high quality flyer again. Some called her a hippie, some called her a rabid liberal. She preferred not to have a label, but just to be known as someone to show those rich snobs up. Now was her big chance. For years as this school was being built and hyped Aeris lived on meager portions and a lack of luxury, scrounging as much money as she could to attend. Now she had enough money and the grades to get in, push as hard as she could, and show everyone there that someone who'd grown up in "Heroin Alley" could make it. She would. She'd show them all.

Her mind turned to more playful thoughts. 'And hey, some of these rich boys are probably pretty cute...bet the food is fantastic too.'

She grinned and glanced at her watch. 8:02. School would be opening in just under a half hour. Her grin transformed into a grimace as she pushed her bike harder and shuddered under the jolt from a patch of spilt gravel.

A few minutes later, she skidded to a halt on her dusty, aging sapphire bike and locked it up on the handily provided bike racks, a luxury she hadn't had in her rusty old public school. Passively, she scanned the campus for any other life while smoothing her strawberry blonde hair with a hand.

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Arithon spun around in time to see the first student arriving. A blonde girl jumped off her bike and began scanning the area. Arithon knew the first step was to gain her trust, or at least her respect. The school would house broad range of students from grade 1-12, he wasn't quite sure what grade she would belong to.

His black clothes blew in the wind as he moved toward the girl, putting on the most welcoming face he could gather. He knew he came across as an intimidating figure, but that was part of being the lord of the underworld, even if he was trapped in this human form. Finally he reached the girl and put on a perfect white smile.

"Welcome little miss. I trust you didn't have any trouble getting here?"

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Aeris spun around at the sound of a male voice behind her, and studied who she suspected to be an administrator of some sort, as was designated by his volumnious robes. He was a dark man, and there was something in his eyes that gave her a deep chill, but she stood her ground.

The girl looked as though she was 15 or 16, and wore plain but clean clothes. She had a pretty face and soft, fair skin, but wasn't overly glamorous or beautiful. Her deep brown eyes stood out, and were captivating in the quiet reason they held.

She gave him a gentle shake of her head. "No, this is a nice neighborhood, and easy to travel through. Who would you be?"

Arithon continued to smile, the girl had spirit.

"I am your headmaster. You may call me Arithon if you wish. May I ask your name young lady?"

Arithon didn't miss a detail. He took in everything about her physical appearance, how it represented her personality and other such psychological babble. He had made an effort to study humans as he would be in their realm for quite some time.

More students began to arrive as it drew nearer to 8:30am.

Aeris realized how closely Arithron was watching her and shifted uncomfortably.

"Yes, sir." She began, her voice remaining neutral. "My name is Aeris Du'sail. It is a pleasure to meet you, sir."

The girl had caught on and become much more formal.

"It is a pleasure to meet you too Aeris. Also, you can call me Arithon if you wish. I know you must feel pretty nervous going to a new school and talking to the headmaster, I feel the same way."

Arithon was attempting to comfort the girl, although the way he spoke didn't seem quite right to most people. 8:20am.

He was never sure what it was that had spoken to him of the place, since Githras had secured the new Home land, he and his companions had left to explore this strange world of Metal and machines. Flitering round the edges, exploring deep into it's heart they had been at a loss for a Goal. Back in the old world they ahd left they had sought out those that would take the treasures of their people and recover them, they had been the champions of good, of elvish, but here on this world that role was almost unneeeded, oh certainly there where those that hurt their people, but his people had a protector far more able to defend them.

(Although Melshar had to admit many of this Sirithil's methods where a little extreme to his tastes, she still got the simple Job done.)

So he had wandered, until the day he had walked past the school and paused, the place had sent shivers down his spine as if a great evil crawled in it's heart, at that time he had simply walked away, yet in his reverie that night he had turned the experiance over in his mind. He had awoken Four hours later and as he had been taught by his master had rexamined the situation, eventually drawling from his clothing a Crystal ball, and attempted to Scry the school, that was when he felt it, resistence, he was being blocked...

'Most unnatural, why would a school block me, why in the heart of the Machines and metal would one need to protect a school from being watched in this manner, I do not trust this, no I fear it bodes ill, I must investigate I fear, something is wrong.'

It did not take long for the Bladesinger to ready himself, Rich himself it was a simple matter to register his 'Child' at the school, and an even simpler matter to use a scroll to shift his appearance to that of a teensage human, one who would be in the upper years of the school, likely to feel a sense of independence and rule breaking. (For when he decided to cut classes and investigate the secret places.) Further protections where crafted into his identity, a ring of Mis-Direction would give any looking upon him only the impression he had crafted, even should they look deeper into his mind or his soul.

Thus from Melshar became simply David Nelson, Fifteen rather 450 Years old, a outsider in his school, his acedemic record was weak, but his teachers hinted at a keen mind that just did not try. (Melshar was after all a mage and his intelect would come through, however he was also new to this world, having lived here only a few decades, and much of that had been spent in Giltheran away from the history of this planet) With a raw talent for sports. It was in this identity that he walked into the school, he appeared the typical 'Rebel' Teenager.

Aeris blinked once. There was something not quite right about this man. Normally an administrator wouldn't let his own students know he was just as nervous as they were. He was friendly to the point of excess, as if he wanted something in return.

"Yes, I'm a bit nervous...I'm more comfortable with just 'sir' if it's alright." She told him, deftly leaving out her reasons.

A fair distance away the girl spotted someone whom she instantly recognized as a "rebel." He was about the same age as her, and wore the typical torn, acid washed jeans and a few spiky wristbands. She wondered inwardly if he wanted to be here at all, and thought about asking him later.

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"As you wish Aeris. I'm afraid I do have business to tend to, so unless you have any questions I shall leave you to your business."

Arithon had noticed she still wasn't buying it and decided it better to back off a little instead of pressuring the young one. He had to remind himself he was dealing with human children, humans had a very limited life span. Not to mention he had to brief the teachers before classes started.

The Headmaster followed the girls eyes until he came upon another student entering the school. This one appeared to be one of the so called 'trouble makers' described in human stereotypes. Arithon couldn't quite pin it, but there was something strange about that one. He shrugged it off as just another human thing. There would be time to investigate the child later.

A long black Lincon Limosine stopped in front of the school. A half black male stepped out wearing a leather coat with a white turtle neck and white cargo pants then strolled through the front doors:

"christ..this school is amasing, but sort of looks like a prison" he said to himself with a slight chuckle, he then thought..i wonder what kind of hott girls are in this place

He walked down the hall concentrating on his hand held...

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OOC: Keep in mind this is an open RP, although I have some minor plans for the outcome and the sort. A position as a teacher would be helpful.

IC: Arithon stood before the croud of teachers he had personally chosen to work at the school. Some he had chosen for their teaching abilitiy, to help keep up the appearance of a normal school. Others were chosen for their bitter attitudes towards children, they would easily be corrupted and used to maintain tight control over the young humans. Looking at his watch, the demon lord noticed it was 8:25.

"Alright, as you know this is our first operational day and I want things to go as smoothly as possible. I have chosen you for your merits and I trust your ability to deal with any situation. I will be in my office for most of the day, save for one class after lunch. Any questions?"

OOC2: The school works on a four period day. Two 1 1/2 hour periods, then lunch, then another two 1 1/2 hour periods.

James Avery, a talented musician and someone who wasn't what he seemed to be, hurriedly rushed into the school, panting as he ran. Damn't, why am I always late, he thought, I hope the school master won't be pissed...

He was brought to a halt by a crowd of teachers standing together. Looking around, James recognized several teachers that he knew from other schools. To his horror, James also recognized several teachers, accused and convicted of molesting the children also in the crowd.

James saw the school master glance at him as he walked in. Startled, James quietly moved into the crowd and attempted to disappear...

As he saw the adult Human walk away Melshar spotted his chance to continue with his act, actually he decided there might be two, although the second would need some careful manipulation, which until he knew more about the place might not be wise to try. Besides the guy was obviously a Bard, No he corrected himself they don't have Bards here a Musician of some sort and Melshar was loath to think ill of someone of that ilk.

So he walked over to the other Pupil that he had seen a young female which he had placed at roughly his own age, with a lazy grin as he approached...
'So what do you think of this dump, honestly my Step Father picks the worst places, I can just tell the place is going to suck. I'm...' For a Second Melshar seemed to pause, it was the barest fraction of time as he seemed to catch himself 'David Nelson.' No hand was offered of course that would have been out of character.

The Half Black student walked down the hallway concentraiting on his hand held but his attention was drawn by the teacher in the strange looking robes..he said tohimself:

"what kinda wack job is that.." then laughed thinking to himself.."i wonder what kinda girls they have here..."

He approached a bench and sat down watching people walk by..

Aeris gave Melshar a nonchalant shrug.

"Somebody clearly put a whole lot of money into the place, but they picked some bad teachers by the look of it. There's so many weird things about this school, who knows how it's going to turn out. I don't have a lot to compare this place to, I just got out of the poorest part of the city, where a cardboard box and some half-eaten chalk passes for a school." She said, disgust entering her voice, but then dissipating again. "Oh, sorry, I'm Aeris, by the way. What's your first class?"

She gave him a small smile. It paid to be at least a little friendly, after all.

A transfer was nothing new to Dekker Bray Jr., called 'Dek' by his friends. He was approaching his nineteenth year, and he'd been kicked out of Assington's Ruby High a few months back, for reasons he didn't like to discuss.

His uncle, Jack Bray, had been pretty understanding & had put a few grand towards putting him in this fancy-ass finishing school for a year or two. Dek had the build of his uncle, muscular & trim with defined abdominals & biceps. Like his father, his eyes where an unsettling icy blue. His hair was a lighter shade of brown, common to the Bray family line. He arrived on his favorite vehicle, a United Motors Renegade. The black & chrome chopper had been outfitted with Cobra-brand shotgun-style pipes & a set of saddle bags.

Dek wore his usual ensamble, a T-shirt of a gray or white color, and a pair of jeans. Magnum-brand combat boots with a pair of power step insoles in them completed a look that was entirely unique. The youngest member of the Bray family parked his motorcycle & headed for the registration office...

Arithon waited until the latecomer was amongst the other teachers.

"Mr Avery I presume?"

Arithon didn't wait for a response as he knew that Avery had been the only one not present when the meeting had commenced.

"Nice to see you could join us. I trust this won't be a common occurence, as I'd hate for the students to suffer any disadvantages."

Although most expected a hostile look from Arithon, he kept a blank face. He wasn't particularly mad, but he made it obvious he didn't want this happening again.
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Lucy Barker stood outside her first classroom. Although the bell wouldn't go for five minutes, she liked to be early, always early. No other kids were nearby, but she didn't mind, other kids didn't really like her anyway. It was of little consequence to her. She was here to learn and do well so she could please her parents and become a successful business woman.

Lucy stood at about 5'6" with long blonde hair that was always brushed. At 16 years old, her female figure was becoming more obvious by the day and she recieved attention from the boys for such. But she had no time for boys, her parents said she must study. Startling bright blue eyes were surrounded by long eye lashes and a slightly pale face. Many had said her innocence was adorable. That innocence would indeed be tested.

Dek approached the registration desk...

"Where do I sign in at?"

OOC: I hope its not too late..

IC: Mickey Mario Vincent Emmanuel Ciceroni made his way to the registration office. He was 18 now, and had transferred through 2 schools already. Two years ago he had been kicked out of Assington's Ruby High for "unorderly conduct." The truth was he had started a school mafia based off his expirences with his own family and gained almost utmost power over the school. No one could bring proof against him, until someone in his orginization ratted him out. The school adminstration took great joy in expelling him, but Mickey's little empire was still as effective and as powerful as ever.

The following year he had been sent to a little school in Baccardi. After a year of causing hell, he was finally sent here. This school would be a change for him, he had attended ghetto schools all of his life, though his family was one of the richest in the world. Here he would finally be challanged. But he had high hopes about this place. He would become top dog of the pack yet again.

The Student walked into Administration and spoke to the desk personell:

"hey, my names Antonio Sandulu can i get my class schudule?"

Antonio was the son of a top buisnessman from the Domican Republic who delt in lots of differernt area's from stocks to Illegal wepons dealing. He was one of the Richest familys in Baccardi at the present time. His cousin was Tyreese Williams at Baccardi South Central High...

'I'm not sure Aeris, I think it's History then Music follows it but I might have that the wrong way round.' As more pupils began to arrive Melshar cast a simple glance around marking in his head faces and early attidudes and he was shocked at some of the Pupils he was seeing. One carried himself in a manner that he'd seen far too often, of a dangerous man not because of what he personally could do, but from what he could get others do, he was a shark. Still if he was distracted in his identifying of the other Pupils he didn't let it show in his conversation 'What about you, whats your first class?'

He knew that later in the Afternoon he had some Science or other, he wasn't too bothered about that class and had determined to make his first disappearance then, until that time he had a few experiments of his own to carry out, and he'd came ready for it. In his pocket he carried a few simple coins, nothing amazing about these coins, other than the spell he'd infused them with. It lay dormant now but when he wished they'd activate. The spell itself was pathetic, nothing more than an child's spell, something taught to apprentices to get them used to controling Magic. In this case he was going to use it to make noises of small burbs etc, nothing embarresing something only the person who thought they'd made them would hear. The point of this experiment was too see if there was any reaction to his use of magic within the school grounds. Of course he did not wish to draw attention to himself hence the coins, he'd be placing them later on various people.

((Later when people are going to into classes etc with my char I may bump into them and then hand them a 'dropped' coin. etc.))

Dek approached the registration desk...

"Where do I sign in at?"

The younger school receptionist looked up to see a young man standing before her, asking about signing in.

"Oh, just fill these out."

She handed him a standard folder of forms and documents.
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The second receptionist nodded as Antonio spoke and quickly keyed his name into the computer. Within minutes she had printed off his timetable for the semester.

"Here you go. You better hurry, classes are about to start."
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A loud gong echoed throughout the school, although the source couldn't be identified. This signified 8:30am and the beginning of class. The gong continued for six counts, sending the spine chillind noise into the ears of all within the school.
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Arithon smiled as the gong began. It had begun.

"Thankyou everyone. Time to get to work."

Within seconds of finishing the briefing, Arithon was off at a quick walk through the halls, heading towards his office.
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Lucy jumped at the gong as something inside her made her shudder uncontrollably for a few seconds. The feeling was strange and something she had never felt before, something that scared her beyond words.

OOC: If I'm coming in too late, just tell me

Master Chu watched as the class assembled. They came in haphazardly, as the untrained often did. Especially the untrained children of privilege.

"Class, stand to attention" he said calmly. The children continued to mill about and gossip. Chu sighed. It would take a display of power. He took an oaken board from a side table and held it in front of his head. With a single "Yah!" he forced his head through the wood. The class fell silent.

"My name is Master Chu. I shall be your instructor in physical education. Stand to attention," he said calmly.

Mickey sat in Math, looking around at his fellow students. At a glance, he could already tell that most of them had never been hungry a day in thier lives. Mickey was part of one of the most privelaged families in the world, but life wasnt easy. He had seen his brother die, he'd been shot at, beat up, and kept for ransom. He doubted any of these these kids had the balls to stand up to a Triad firing squad.

But this was what he had to work with, so he had to make do. He would gain thier respect and fear. He was Mickey Ciceroni, and he would rule the school. It'd be hard to find cronies, but he'd find them never the less.

Suddenly he saw Arithon walking down the halls. And when Mickey's eyes made contact with his, Mickey almost drowned in an emotion he hadn't felt in a long time.

Fear.

In those eyes Mickey saw evil, hatred, and a lust for power. The last he knew very well, he saw that look every day. But Mickey noticed another expression...amusment. Almost if he knew something no one else did, something dangerous...

As Mickey looked into those eyes, he felt as though Arithon was looking into his soul. Looking at his most intimate feelings, his private thoughts.

All of this lasted five seconds.

Mickey ripped his eyes away from Arithon's. There was something different about that guy. Mickey had never wanted to actually kill someone more than he did Arithon, the first thing he wanted to do, poke out those damned eyes....

OOC: Hope this isn't to late.
A tall teenager comes running up to the school. He is wearing a bright orange shirt and shorts. He runs into the office.
"Sorry about being late" he said breathless. He was handed a wad of papers. He filled the papers out and handed them back to the lady. She gave him a list of his classes.
"You better hurry. The teachers don't like the students late to classes."
Tom Sumison didn't like being late and ran to his first class. Some kind of music history class. He got to the room and stopped and opened the door slowly and entered.

Dek approached the registration desk...

"Where do I sign in at?"

The younger school receptionist looked up to see a young man standing before her, asking about signing in.

"Oh, just fill these out."

She handed him a standard folder of forms and documents.

Dek took the documents, then sat down at a nearby table to fill them out...

Tom enters into the classroom. As the door opens everyone looks at the tall muscular teen. He scans the room and founds the nearest chair. He quickly sits down and looks at the teacher.
"You happen to be who?" the teacher said at him.
"The names Tom Sumison got here late sorry." he looked at the floor instead of the teacher.
"Well lets not make a habit of being late Tom." the teacher said.
Well that was good Tom said to himself now I got a teacher mad at me the first day this is going to be fun. He pulled out a pen and paper and begin taking the notes down from the board.

BUMP!

OOC: Sorry for the wait. Been busy the last 2 days.

IC: Arithon met the glance of a student within a classroom as he moved through the finely crafted halls. The student was different to the others. Arithon had no doubt the boy had no trouble affording the school, yet his soul was of one that had seen much during it's existence. The headmaster delved into it a little more, extracting information, insighting fear. He may be one to use in the future.
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OOC2: Will post again later, not enough time now.

I will not be posting tell later today maybe so don't get going to fast just yet.

Tom leaves the music history class. He wanders the halls looking for his next class.
"Phyiscal Education" he mutters to himself. He looks up to see the classroom he was looking for room 616.
He see a pretty cute girl leaning on the doorframe of the classroom across from his. He accidently bumps into a teacher looking person when getting to his class.
"Sorry wasn't paying much attention thinking about how I like the school."
he said with a really fake smile. The teacher looked at him and sayed get to class and don't be late this time. He walks into the physical Education room. He turns around and looks at the cute blonde girl who looks about his age. "Maybe I will have to go out of my way to meet that girl." he says with a little smile. Then walked into the classroom.

Lucy noticed there was another boy looking at her. She didn't like it when they did that, it made her feel funny. Being sheltered all her life, Lucy had very little interaction with boys, every other school of hers being all girls.

She decided to ignore him and get into her next class, Physics.
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Lord Arithon sits in his office, waiting for the 2nd period to end so he can wander the halls and observe the students, learn which ones will be easy to turn, which ones will be fun to turn.

OOC: Lunch goes for 1 hr.

Tom leaves his phyiscal education class and heads straight for lunch. The Lord Arithon was talking to the students at the lunch tables. Tom grabs a lunch and sits down at a empty table away from him. he eats quickly and quietly. The Arithon person was still talking to people and was close to him. Tom gets up and leaves with most of his lunch eaten. He starts looking for his algerbra 2 class and sees that girl again.
he walks over to her.
"Hi my names Tom whats yours?" he says with his hand outstrecthed.
"Lucy" she saids and then turns away from him. After a minute he decideds to try again. "Could you point me in the right direction to get to the math area?" he says looking lost. She points to her left. "if your in Algerbra 2 then the first door on your left any other class will be around the corner." she says not looking at him. he walks toward the Algerbra 2 classroom. He sits down by the door and pulls out his chips from lunch and a book that he had in his bag. Then he turns to look toward her and she is just looking straight ahead. "Well at least I now know her name." he says to himself. "I like the name lucy now that I know thats her name." he then starts reading the book as she looks toward him. He puts down the book and pulls out a notebook and starts writing different ways to try and apporach her without her getting to mad. He hears the bell ring and she goes into her class. Tom gets up and puts everything away. he wads up his chips and sits down in the front of the class. "if i can make this shot into the garbage can I will try to hit on her again. I miss I stop and try someone new." He grabs the wad and acts like a Basket Ball player and shoots it and barely makes it in. "Well that means ease up a bit and be easier on her." he laughs as the goon rings again for the start of classes.

OOC: Eek! I am really late, but I suppose it is better than never.

IC: A slight groan came from a short petite girl in the back of a line. Susanna Sivera stood in a line for registration. Were all these students new? Now, she didn't feel that bad for transferring from AmandaTheGreat. She tapped her shoes on the floor. The boy in front of her turned his head and did a double take. She smiled softly at the boy and he blushed.

Susanna lived for that look and she loved it. She was only seventeen, but appeared to most of the male species as twenty-two years old. She may be short, but she had done some modeling when she lived in the nation of AmandaTheGreat. She came here because of her addiction to cocaine to stay skinny. Her eyes had to be the most striking feature on her, if someone had to choose. Her eyes were a bright green with speckles of yellow in the colour. Her skin colour was a creamy white for she didn't want to get wrinkles when she was thirty. Her oval face is framed with layered caramal brown waves. Her lips seemed to be in a permanent red pout unless she is smiling, which occurs most of the time. Her body frame is much of a run-way model, except she has a bit more curves.

Susanna looked down at herself and made the second assumption why the boy had did his double take. Many of the clothes she wore not a lot of girls wore, but she also assumed the girls here would because they were rich. She had on low-rise jean skirt that had been personally made for her, which came down mid-thigh and she also wore a black bar and a white see-through shawl that revealed a small diamond that dangled from her naval. Her small feet had black stilletos around them that tied up to her calfs. She carried no backpack, but a small tote bag with patches of various slang words and local bands from the nation of AmandaTheGreat.

She sighed heavy once more and cleared her throat. She raised her voice slightly and asked the dude in front of the line, "Hey, guy, when does the first class start?" Under her breath she said, I need to register sometime this year.

(OOC: Can we have a little assemblance of order? This is really confusing, especially with so many people…)

Dek finished with the extensive stack of documents, slid them back into the manila folder, then handed them back to the secretary. He grimaced slightly, flexing a rather tired right hand...

OOC: Alright, let's make it the beginning of lunch for everyone. There is a designated lunch hall with plenty of room for all.

IC: Lucy made her way out of physics and directly to her locker. Dumping her books and retrieving a small, pink lunchbox, the girl promptly moved into the lunch hall.

Sitting alone at a table in the corner, Lucy began searching through her lunchbox, deciding what to eat first. She didn't so much see Arithon as she felt him, standing directly behind her. Surpressing the shudder she turned around and smiled at what she could only presume to be a teacher.

Arithon loomed over the girl, a sly grin across his face as he sensed her internal discomfort.

"Miss Barker. Would you please come with me, we have some issues to discuss."

The tone was light yet firm, giving Lucy the impression she was in some sort of trouble. She managed to nod and begin following the tall man as abstract ideas of what she could have done raced through her mind.

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The chatter have silverware sliced at that dry pork chops served for lunch sent shivers up and down Susanna's spine. She was glad she brought her own lunch. She was not sure she would be able to eat what they served. Susanna had prepared her own meal.

She slowly walked to the only empty table that was left, praying no one would sit with her, but she knew that might not happen, for the school held a lot of students.

She opened her lunch bag, a light blue bag. She pulled out a tupperware container that held a salad and then she pulled out an apple, along with a few slices of wheat bread and a bottle of water. She minded her own business and began to eat her food.

Arithon led Lucy into his office, where they both sat down. Lucy was shuddering in the place of darkness, although by all appearances it seemed to be a normal office.

"Lucy, I have noticed you are different to the other students."

"What do you mean headmaster?"

Arithon leaned closer and ran a finger down her face.

"You are so innocent, so pure, the most enjoyable to corrupt."

"Sir, I don't think this is appropriate."

Lucy looked back, the door was gone and the office had changed. The walls were painted with the blood of those hanging from them. Turning back to Arithon, she was met with a menacing grin and bright red eyes. Releasing a scream that would shake anyone to the bones, Lucy jumped back.

Arithon stood, knowing well that no one could help her now, she was his. Lucy crawled back, continuing to scream and whimper has the headmaster drew closer. He pulled a right hand out of his robes, a glowing black orb sat within its twisted grip.

"No, please don't sir, please don't do it!"

"Now now little Lucy. You will feel much better when this is over, don't fight it and you may even enjoy it."

Another blood curdling scream filled Arithon's office as he moved upon her and shoved the black orb deep into her heaving chest. The screams died down as blood filled her lungs and images of eternal torment filled her mind. The only noise now was the insane cackle of Lord Arithon as he corrupted the soul of a purely innocent school girl.

OOC: Extremely late entry... (I'm assuming other species are allowed.)

Gadon Nerevar was a tall (6'2") 17 year old Half-Elf. His father was an advisor to the Queen and a Bajoni Representative. He had been residing with his mother on earth, and she had decided to send him to the school. He had the elven ears, but his hair was cut short, bleached white, and spiked. He wore a white tank top and fairly baggy jeans. He preferred the comfort of these to the elven clothes his father wore. Over his shirt, he wore a long black leather coat (think Spike from Buffy). He didn't care about his heritage, and all the "rules" that came with it.


Gadon walked into the cafetteria. His first two classes had been boring, things he had learned at the Embassy's school. He looked around, noticing one of the girls he had seen earlier. Susanna was here name, he had seen her file laying on the desk when he signed in at the office. She was sitting alone, and he decided to leave her there. It seemed obvious she was one of these anti-social kids. He didn't spend much time around people, but then again, most people his age couldn't spend time with him without ending up with a black eye. He picked a table facing the girl and took off his leather coat. He sat down, putting down the drink he had bought.
'Well, lets see how lunch goes. Hopefully I won't see anymore of the freakin headmaster.' he thought to himself as he started to drink.

OOC: Indeed you and your elf are welcome.

IC: The door to Arithon's office opened and Lucy calmly stepped out. Her pony tail was gone and allowed her long blonde hair to fall back over her curved shoulders. Lucy was now wearing a skirt that left very little to the imagination, combined with a skimpy tank top that matched. Although she wasn't physically different, the manner in which she now carried herself made her seem a different person.

Several guys turned their heads as Lucy made her way down the hall, putting herself on display to all those that would look. Lunch was only 15 minutes past and so she would have plenty of time for 'recreation'. Slowly, she made her way back to the lunchroom.
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Arithon couldn't help but grin. That corruption in particular he was proud of. She would be a useful minion indeed.

Perhaps a BUMP is in order.

OOC: Hey I left my character open for anyone to communicate with. Empty table....except for her....

preimer zax would like to send his son here to be schooled in marksmanship horse riding training in the art of swordfighting
emergancy mediciene unarmed combat armed combat
i.t and forien laungages and diplomacy

A dark red "stretch" limosine pulled up outside the school. The driver's door opened and an attractive woman stepped out. She was smiling in a strange way, somewhat sinisterly. She walked to the back door and opened it, allowing a young man of sixteen to step out. He was muscular, with long black hair and a slight tan. He was wearing an open jacket with the sleeves ripped off, fashionably torn jeans and black boots. These clothes were slightly obscured by the absurd amount of gold jewelry he had covered himself with.

"My Lord", the woman addressed him. "This is the school."

"Excellent", he replied. He looked at the school from where he stood. It was certainly more upmarket than the last school he attended. He had left his previous school shortly after becoming fifteen. Well, not so much left as destroyed, along with most of the town. Since the Dictator of The Underground City had taken an interest in his abilities, he had moved to the City, where he had been given riches and power, in return for an oath of eternal allegiance.

Lately, the Dictator had ordered him to inspect this school, posing as a student. It was an easy enough task. He was the right age, and certainly didn't need to act rich.

Roberto approached the school door. A stern faced teacher was standing there, looking at him.

"You are late!" the teacher said, loudly.

"Indeed I am", said Roberto, unconcerned about the situation. He carried on walking, but the teacher grabbed his sleeve.

"This school does not tolerate lateness."

Roberto smiled. He had to control his temper.

"Please, unhand me, teacher."

"You will report to the reception to enrol."

"Correct. Am I that predictable?" Roberto said, not wanting to seem obedient to the teacher who had earned none of his respect.

Roberto walked to the reception desk and sorted out the paperwork, before proceeding to the lunch hall.

Gadon finshed his drink and tossed it into the nearby trashcan. No one seemed to be talking to anyone else, and he was getting bored just sitting there. He looked back up and saw Susanna still sitting there eating her lunch. Gadon smirked a little and got up. He slowly walked over to the table unnoticed, and sat down in front of her.
"Hi. I'm Gadon."

hi gadon my name is rufus sephrioth the son of preimer zax dad sent me to learn stuff i dont want to learn

hi gadon my name is rufus sephrioth the son of preimer zax dad sent me to learn stuff i dont want to learn
OOC:
Um...

IC:
Gadon looked up annoyed. He had just sat down to talk with Susanna.
"Hi!" He said in a very harsh tone, giving the new guy a glare. 'I can't believe the nerve of these people!' he thought to himself. 'Gotta be good for the girl.'
"Look, its nice to meet you," Gadon said, keeping his tone direct, "but I was talking to the nice girl her, so if you'd please excuse us..."
Gadon turned back to Susanna.

was that a threat gardon cuz if it was i would like you to know i allways carry a loaded desert eagle and i know how to use it dad made me train with the seprioth assault service from when i was 5

Lucy burst the doors open with more force that her slender body could use. The thump of the doors hitting the wall drew everyone's attention towards the now skimpily dressed Lucy. She smiled seductively as the male population of the lunch room had to make an effort not to stare.

Slowly striding down a row, Lucy noticed a boy talking to another girl, she didn't know either but she liked the look of the boy. As she drew closer, Lucy noticed the name Susanna on the girl's backpack, but she wasn't interested in the girl. Before the boy could speak, Lucy drew up close to him and placed one hand upon his chest, the other upon his face.

"Hey there.... big boy."

Before he could react, Lucy was walking away once again, heading for the food que.

hi lucy says rufus nice to meet you

a short discription of rufus he is 6. 10
he is muscular and wheres fautuges and allways has a desert eagle on him eye cloler green
hair black
tattoos one a sword crossed with a phoenix
heavily tanned

OOC: Sephrioth, I don't mean to be rude or anything but a certain level of RP is expected here. This involves correct use of grammar and fairly detailed posts.

ok sorry a little background info on rufus
trained by the s.a.s in armed and unarmed combat the first ever ten year old to ever be recruited by the sephrioth assault service
his mom died during his birth
his dad piemer zax is allways spoiling rufus his tatto is the mark of the s.a.s

was that a threat gardon cuz if it was i would like you to know i allways carry a loaded desert eagle and i know how to use it dad made me train with the seprioth assault service from when i was 5

OOC: Could you at least make some attempt to dress that up a bit? Assington/Arithron is pretty picky about his participants' RP'ing skills. Most everyone else is going to ignore you if you keep doing this. IM-style mannerisums & l33t are frowned upon in these forums. I also don't think our host would want someone packing heat in his school, this ain't east Harlem. Just an FYI.

IC:

Dek seated himself at the table with Susanna & Gadon, sitting towards the end. He wasn't the kind of guy to directly start talking to people, he typically let them come to him, it was a show of intrest on their part. He felt somewhat naked without his going-away present, a 9mm Berretta, which he'd left in one of the saddlebags of his motorbike. This Arithron fella was apparently a pretty powerful magic-type... Not someone you wanted to piss off intentionally, which was why he'd come in unarmed. This wasn't Ruby High in some Assington slum, so there was no need to carry a gun anyway.

He settled back to relax a bit before the lunch hour ended, maybe take a nap. Dek perked up a little when he heard someone at the other end of the table threaten the guy sitting next to the shy girl, something along the lines of the macho-bullshit he was used to hearing in these kind of schools, rife with special-operations boasts & armed threats. Training was nearly useless without expeirence... Most people didn't understand that. Guns had no place in schools, Dek had been in enough streetfights & schoolyard brawls to understand that a good ass-whooping was enough to prove your point... If that didn't work, a gun wasn't going to help much.

In his opinion, guns distanced people from the harsh reality of combat: That people die, human lives are ended with the simple flexing of a highly-developed manipulatory limb. When you hit someone with your bare fist, you too felt some pain, the impact of your kunckles against the bones of the face, reminding you of what you are trying to do: To hurt/maim/kill your opponent. Guns are distilled variations of combat through the ages, evolved from simple thrown rocks. Dek preferred the skill, traning, and expeirence required to close with & kill your opponent, pitting your hard work against his. He who wants it more always comes out on top...

He made a mental note to watch out for this loose-cannon in the future...

Gadon was in shock. He looked back at Susanna who still hadn't had a chance to respond. His glance quickly turned back to the other girl though. He really had no idea what to do though he was usually smooth with girls. He didn't even react to the gun threat from Rufus.
He looked back at Susanna, "I.. uh.. need to get some books before next period. Maybe I'll see you later." He rushed off in the direction of the food line, even though he wasn't hungry.

He scoured the line for the girl, spotting her in front of a few others. He grabbed a lunch tray and jumped the rail behind her.
"Uh... hey, I didn't catch your name." He said, trying to be as cool as he could. "I'm Gadon."

OOC: Ruling on weapons: Projectile weapons are strictly forbidden. This school is indeed far different from Ruby High and the only weapons I shall allow are blades. Even so, I don't encourage weapons. This is about the corruption of people through the school and other such evil demon stuff, not about schoolyard battles.

IC: Lucy watched Gadon as he came up to her, a sleek smile spreading across her smooth face as he approached. Now standing next to her, Lucy moved forward and pressed her self up against Gadon, her face cm's away from his.

"Hey, I'm Lucy. What are you up to next period?"

Lucy didn't care that people were watching her, she had only one thing on her mind.
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Arithon fought desperately to keep himself from laughing. He was extremely proud of this one, she would create a ripple indeed. Leaving Lucy to her business, Arithon began casually strolling though the room, occassionally greeting any kids that spoke to him, searching for anyone he deemed worthy of a 'change'.

His black robes dragged along the floor behind him as he moved, none noticing that the headmaster was not actually walking, but gliding barely above the ground himself. Finally he came to a table where a shy girl sat, nearby was another standing and yet another boy on the end of the table.

"So children, how are you finding the first half of your day?"

ok rufus mumbles damn gadorn i will give him something to worry about
zax grabs gadorn by the throat and throws him acroos the room

Sitting down to eat his lunch, Roberto noticed Arithon's presence in the room. Though Roberto's telepathy was very limited compared to his other psionic abilities, he could still sense something from Arithon. A certain evil intent that he could not identify.

Looks like this task may be interesting after all... he thought.

Roberto watched, trying to guess Arithon's thoughts. He seemed to be paying the most attention to the studious "do-gooder" types. It seemed very strange; teachers normally looked around for potential trouble-makers. He wondered why this headmaster should be different.

Teachers look for the problematic ones...ignore goodies except when praising work...
Teacher look for the misbehaving students...misbehaving, not ....

Roberto stopped and looked around again. Could it be that the do-gooders were the misbehaving students? That disruptive, destructive behaviour was looked favourably upon? Roberto certainly hoped so - he was good at that.

...but Arithon doesn't look angry at the goodies...he's smiling...hiding his dismay? ... or genuinely happy? ...

Roberto planned to pay plenty of attention to the mysterious headmaster Arithon.

Rufus spied a young man sitting down at a table, his eyes following Arithon as he walked across the room.

"Hi", Rufus said, looking down at Roberto. "My name is Rufus. Who are you?"

hi roberto my name is rufus

OOC: A suggestion of how to flesh this out (RP'ers could get annoying at you for your style) -

Rufus spied a young man sitting down at a table, his eyes following Arithon as he walked across the room.

"Hi", Rufus said, looking down at Roberto. "My name is Rufus. Who are you?"

rufus finds a tree and climbs to the top branch he then reaches in to his backpack and pulls out his copy of sun tzu's art of war

rufus finds a tree and climbs to the top branch he then reaches in to his backpack and pulls out his coppy of sun tzu's art of war
(sorry to butt in...)OOC: AHA!! Sephrioth DOES know about it! Shame he never applies any of it, ever.

ooc what ever cax

OOC: This is starting to get irritating. If you are not familiar with RP requirements then perhaps you should leave this thread and go read the stickies.

Also, you cannot just pop up everywhere and interupt character interactions.

OOC: I'm ignoring Sephrioth until he shows he can RP at a basic level.

IC:
Gadon slipped his arm around Lucy's waist, looking down at her face. He saw the glint in her eye, but he saw something else as well. Maybe it was the Elven in him picking something up, but there was a sinister look behind those beautiful eyes. But he really couldn't care at all. His mind was racing. He had never met a girl quite so forward.
All he could do was give her a slight smile, but that was all she needed. She had him...

OOC: It seems I have missed a lot and well not so much, on the account of someone's grammer. I may not have perfect grammer, but microsoft word might be able to help you out a bit that is if you want it, Sephrioth.

Here is my catch-up post...sorry about the delay...I have two jobs and the bar...heehee...

IC: The mirror showed a girl barely wearing her own skin, a pale white colour. She sucked in her breath and her rib cage protruded out even more. She ran her bony fingers across her stomach and to her hip bones. Her hazy gaze came down to her legs, mere sticks that could hardly keep her up. Her eyes came back to her face and a single tear fell down her cheek bones and settled on her white cracked lips.

Susanna tasted a salty liquid on her lips and realized she was daydreaming. She wiped her now rosy wet cheek dry and saw a girl walk away from the table and later a elf to follow. She hadn't even noticed he was there and she blushed. How rude of me. It was too late to make up for time because he was off to follow the girl who was barely dressed.

She had to stop thinking of the old days and her cravings. She looked up to find a gentleman wearing a black robe in front of her. Now, she looked around her noticing the nearby people. Oh, that one is definitely cute, I do like the dangerous types and later she had to find the handsome elf. She hated when she would get lost within herself.

She stood up and extended her hand.

"My name is Susanna and it is a pleasure for me to finally meet you. So far ever thing is what I had expected." Her smiled grew with each second. "So, how do I have the priveledge to meet you?" A light pink glow touched her pale skin, but she did not divert her eyes.

A dark shadowy figure, stood at a dimly lit alcove in the cafeteria, silently observing the students. Shaking his head to himself, the man began to walk into the light. As the light streamed over his handsome features, the students discovered the presence of the music teacher, John Avery, in the cafeteria. The talking ceased for a second, as John appeared out of nowhere and continued again.

Shivering slightly, John inwardly steeled himself. Stopping in the middle of the cafeteria, John shook his head and frowned as he saw a boy fondling a girl. Sighing to himself, John turned on the balls of his feet and headed out of the cafeteria, determined to drown out the pain of the world and seek solace in his music...

rufus puts his book back in his backpack and jumps out of the tree he lands and brakes his left leg he says Aww damnit can any one heal and he thinks i wish i took the parashoot training

rufus puts his book back in his backpack and jumps out of the tree he lands and brakes his left leg he says Aww damnit can any one heal and he thinks i wish i took the parashoot training

Dude, honestly now. Either RP correctly or please get out. I'm pretty sure Assington/Arithon is going to kick you out for your lack of actual Roleplay.

rufus puts his book back in his backpack and jumps out of the tree he lands and brakes his left leg he says Aww damnit can any one heal and he thinks i wish i took the parashoot training

I have never had to do this before but it has become obvious that it must be done. I will give you one more chance to make a reasonable post or you're out. And I don't mean one post then back to your dribble, you must maintain a decent level of writing the entire period.

If this is beyond your abilitie you may as well leave now.

bump

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OOC: whew...it's been a long time since i've posted anything on the forums...lots been changed

OOC2: is it to late to join this thread?

No it's not. Go right ahead. :D

OOC:I suppose Nez'Gah won't be making any surprise pop ins *Wink* *Wink*

No he won't, I'm not having this turn into an all out supernatural battle rp.

I'm here...

I've had a bit of forum trouble of recent, but I'm still here and would like to continue.

OOC: Ruling on weapons: Projectile weapons are strictly forbidden. This school is indeed far different from Ruby High and the only weapons I shall allow are blades. Even so, I don't encourage weapons. This is about the corruption of people through the school and other such evil demon stuff, not about schoolyard battles.

IC: Lucy watched Gadon as he came up to her, a sleek smile spreading across her smooth face as he approached. Now standing next to her, Lucy moved forward and pressed her self up against Gadon, her face cm's away from his.

"Hey, I'm Lucy. What are you up to next period?"

Lucy didn't care that people were watching her, she had only one thing on her mind.
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Arithon fought desperately to keep himself from laughing. He was extremely proud of this one, she would create a ripple indeed. Leaving Lucy to her business, Arithon began casually strolling though the room, occassionally greeting any kids that spoke to him, searching for anyone he deemed worthy of a 'change'.

His black robes dragged along the floor behind him as he moved, none noticing that the headmaster was not actually walking, but gliding barely above the ground himself. Finally he came to a table where a shy girl sat, nearby was another standing and yet another boy on the end of the table.

"So children, how are you finding the first half of your day?"

My last decent post.....

Dek eyed the robed man...

'Must be the head-man...'

"Just fine..."

A dark shadowy figure, stood at a dimly lit alcove in the cafeteria, silently observing the students. Shaking his head to himself, the man began to walk into the light. As the light streamed over his handsome features, the students discovered the presence of the music teacher, John Avery, in the cafeteria. The talking ceased for a second, as John appeared out of nowhere and continued again.

Shivering slightly, John inwardly steeled himself. Stopping in the middle of the cafeteria, John shook his head and frowned as he saw a boy fondling a girl. Sighing to himself, John turned on the balls of his feet and headed out of the cafeteria, determined to drown out the pain of the world and seek solace in his music...

My last good post...

Dek eyed the robed man...

'Must be the head-man...'

"Just fine..."

Arithon displayed a perfect smile at the boy that had replied. Although he appeared to be a pleasant man, there was no hiding the aura of mistrust he displayed.

"Good. Keep in mind there will be an assembly last period."

Dek nodded...

"10-4. Where at?"

"The main hall, it's at the end of this corridor, you can't miss it. There will be an announcement I'm sure."

Before Dek could reply, Arithon moved away quickly. He realised he had some spells to take care of before he could commence the assembly.
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Lucy had lost interest in this boy but did spot another talking to Headmaster Arithon. Moving with a seductive swing to her hips, the scantily clad girl moved toward Dek, coming up behind him.

Without even stopping to greet the student, Lucy placed her arms over his shoulders and upon his muscular chest.

"Hey there, you wanna kill some time until we have this assembly?"

Dek had been looking around for the headmaster, who had vanished suddenly... Then this girl practically threw herself at him... Dek decided that this private school thing kicked ass, more so than any public school had...

"Huh? Am I gonna need some extra equipment for this?"

Dek hoped he wouldn't... He'd used up the last of his supply at Ruby High, and hadn't had a chance to re-supply on the way to his new educational home...

With a heavy shake of disapproval, John Avery passed Dek and Lucy as he slowly made his way towards the exit.

Finally arriving, John sighed deeply to himself and proceeded towards his classroom. What the hell is wrong with this school? John thought, Damn't...

Lucy smiled seductively as she places a kiss upon Dek's neck.

"I've got everything we need."

Before he could reply, Lucy slipped back onto her feet and grabbed Dek's hand, dragging him toward the exit.
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Arithon was moving quickly down the hall and almost didn't notice as one of the teaching staff appeared in front of him. Coming to a controlled stop before a collision occured, Arithon smiled.

"Mr Avery, how are things so far?"

Avery started when the schoolmaster, Arithon appeared out of nowhere. Stepping back a little in fright, Avery nervously looked at Arithon and timorously replied, "Great, everything's just great... How are you, schoolmaster?"

Dek nearly tripped as he was led to the door... This wouldn't look good in front of the other students, not that he cared... If worse came to worst, he could just kick the shit out of someone & be sent home... It wouldn't be the first time...

"Where we off to?"

Arithon eyed Avery calmly, as if he was delving into the soul of the teacher, examining his qualities.

"That's good to hear. I'm quite busy at the moment, have to prepare of the assembly in last period. It will be in the great hall, see you there."

The headmaster gave Avery one last examination before quickly continuing on his path down the hall.
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Lucy smiled as Dek almost tripped. He was completely within her grasp. She noticed Arithon speed by but that concerned her little, she only had one thing on her mind. Dek was led through a series of corridors until they appeared at a very deserted wing of the school. The doors were not locked and easily allowed Lucy and Dek to enter a classroom.

(OOC: Dear lord...)

Avery breathed a long sigh of relief when he saw Arithon disappear swiftly down some corridor. Wiping the perspiration from his forehead, Avery woodenly made his way back to his classroom...

Finally the bone shaking gong of the bell filled the school, signalling the end of lunch and the beginning of period four. Students began to move towards their designated rooms whilst teachers made the final preperations for their lessons.
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Lucy barely noticed the gong as she slowly drew Dek towards her.

OOC: :eek: I'm happy for a class to find some excuse to stumble across them, it would make things all the more interesting... ;)

(OOC: Um... Right...)

Although Avery had virtually memorized the layout of the school, he still somehow found himself lost in some dark, old, deserted part of the building. Shaking his head in disgust at his lack of memory and at his behavior in front of the headmaster, Avery took a deep breath and slowly let it out.

And then, the gong sounded. Avery practically jumped three feet up into the air and smashed his head into the ceiling, surprised by the power of the gong. Landing hard on his ass, Avery winced in pain.

Argh...

With a great deal of effort, Avery stood and continued his walking. Finding a classroom amidst a large number of maintenance closets, Avery intrigued, opened the door and found...

Hey! Are you people forgetting about my character. Poor Susanna! Heeheee. That is okay. It took me some time to post again and I work way too much.

Susanna finished her meal and did not paid any attention to those around her. Her mind was being consumed by her addiction to cocaine and it was racing. She felt her body go through motions of walking, but she felt nothing but electricity through ever pore of her skin. She ran into a locker door and her head struck it on temple. She blinked several times and sighed. What was she going to do about her cravings? She wasn't as strong as she thought she was, she was just lucky she didn't run into any "fairy dust dealers", well that was what they were called back home.

She rubbed the side of her head and realized a headache was forming. She saw black dots in her eye sight range and was getting dizzy. Great, just great. Now, all she needed was a concussion. What else would go wrong? She thought too soon.

Arithon came rushing around the corner and ran right into her. OOC: I hope this is okay that I am doing this.

She slide backwards and began to laugh out of embarrassment. She looked up.

OOC: Keep in mind I'm not attemptin to turn this into a porno, it's just about the corruption of little lucy here... That's fine ATG.

IC: Lucy slowly turned around as the door sqeaked open to find Mr Avery's schoked face. She quickly pulled her shirt up over her chest as the teacher watched, wide-eyed. This didn't particularly bother her, as long as the teacher left and didn't make any trouble for her, she was busy.

"Umm, do you mind sir?"
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Arithon looked down at the girl he had just barged over. He had been far too busy to even notice her. Immediately putting on his friendly face, Arithon bent down and helped Susanna to her feet whilst also scooping up her belongings.

"Oh, I'm terribly sorry. Are you alright?"

Although Arithon appeared sincere, a certain thing about him always made people doubtful.

"Right..." Avery took a quick step back, immediately slipping upon the floor. Landing hard on his ass with a great thud, Avery began to swear. Disgusted, Avery stood and closed the door. Whirling around, Avery decided to continue his search for his classroom...

((Looks like my troubles getting onto the forums has let this get too far ahead of me. I'm really sorry, but I'm just going to make it official that I'm pulling out. Good luck with the story, I'll still be reading.))

Susanna straightened her skirt and shirt. She smiled at Arithon. She pushed aside her feelings of uneasiness. "I am quite alright, thank you." She paused. She needed to win over someone attention, it was lacking her and her addiction was creeping back into her life. She sighed. "Sir, I am not sure that you knew I am new, but I am." She stopped and her smile grew larger. "Well, back where I am from I was involved in a lot of student activities and well I miss that. I was curious if you could tell me any organizations that would allow late commers. I am willing to enroll in anything. If you looked at my transcripts I able to adapt to quite anything. I understand if you are busy now, but I would appreciate if you could get back to me at a later time then." She continued to smile and fiddle with the edge of her skirt as she awaited his answer.

Arithon kept his warm smile as he listened to Susanna. He may be very busy, but the headmaster thought it best to appear that he was interested in the student's concerns.

"I see. I'm sure I can help you with these problems. I'm really busy at the moment, but if you'd like to drop by my office at the end of school, I can give you the outline of all activities available at the school. I'm sorry, but I must be going now..."

Without waiting for a reply, Arithon quickly stormed off toward his office, making the final preperations for the assembly in the last period.
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Lucy grinned as Mr Avery left and returned her attentions to Dek.

OOC: Cyberutopia, that's fine.

[QUOTE=Arithon]OOC: Keep in mind I'm not attemptin to turn this into a porno, it's just about the corruption of little lucy here... That's fine ATG.

IC: Lucy slowly turned around as the door sqeaked open to find Mr Avery's schoked face. She quickly pulled her shirt up over her chest as the teacher watched, wide-eyed. This didn't particularly bother her, as long as the teacher left and didn't make any trouble for her, she was busy.

"Umm, do you mind sir?"[QUOTE]

Dek slowly unbuckled his belt...

"This don't look all that private..."

Dek commented, more of an observation than a vocalized fear...

OOC: Hope it's not too late to join!!!


Miss Fourleaf stood tall in the corner of her classroom, her 5'9 slender frame was eccentuated by the immense blackness of her clothing. Her long hair hung blackly over her square shoulders, hiding the slight pointyness of her Elfish ears. Her pale skin was so white it was practically blue, offsetting the pools of blackness that were her eyes.
None of the students now entering the classroom were looking at her and they continued to bustle noisily into their seats. They were being serveyed by their teacher, noislessly from the shadows.
"Welcome to English," came a voice from the darkness, some of the front students jumped slightly as Miss Fourleaf strided forward, hands clasped behind her back, "I am Miss Fourleaf and i shall be your teacher for the foreseeable future."
The look in her eyes as she adressed the class was rather strange, it was an emptiness and lack of emotion, veined with deeper evil. As the dark pools of her eyes skimmed from student to student they seemed to be calculating the personality and possibilities of each student. A cold and calculating smile crossed her lips for an instant then dissolved into the ever present thin line she wore, she then continued with the lesson.

Susanna nodded at him and watched him leave. She saw a teacher, she was not sure of his name, run off red-faced and in a hurry. She wondered what his problem was. She walked a bit down the hallway. She yawned and then heard a voice.

"This don't look all that private..."

Hmm. That voice sounded famaliar. Oh yeah! It was that guy at registration, Devis? Or something. She pushed open the door slightly and stepped inside. The room was dark until she shed light on the current situation.

"Dev?" Her voice was uncertain and with a bit of embarassment. At that moment she had realized what exactly was going on. She stepped backwards into the now closed door.

"Umm...sorry." She said as she felt for the doorknob and she was not finding it.

OOC: and the plot thickens....

Arithon quickly passed by the English classroom of Miss Fourleaf and smiled as his demonic senses passed over her being, detecting the void that was her soul. She was interesting, an elf, but obviously engulfed in darkness. That was of little consequence at the moment anyway.

The assembly would start soon, that would prove to be interesting...
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Lucy turned around again as a female voice interrupted. This time it was a girl from the lunch room she had noticed earlier. Lucy had no idea what she was doing there, but she was getting sick of people barging in on them.

"And what the hell do you think you are doing? It seems everyone wants to come and watch..."

Dek shook his head... This one really liked her privacy...

"Hell, if she wants to watch, let her watch. She can join in for all I care... Just ignore the future interruptions, an' let's get to it..."

Lucy looked back at Dek and grinned. He did have a point, it's not like it really mattered as long as she didn't prevent their fun.

"Alright, do whatever you want then..."

Lucy quickly diverted her attention back to Dek and began slipping her hands past his stomach...

Miss Fourleaf smiled to herself as her Elfish senses felt Arithon probe her being from the outside of the room, she seemed strangely to like the invasion. Perhaps it was because it made her feel something, although she did not know what, it was a welcome relief to the void of her usual world.

She continued to teach the wretched children in her room, although her mind was elsewhere. Nobody could tell, but she was thinking about the upcoming assembly and wondering just what was so important about it.

A bright red flush and warmth to follow came across her face. She narrowed her eyes at the boy, "You would like that wouldn't you. But you are not in luck." Her eyes flashed at him and looked him up and down one time. "Plus, I doubt you know what to do." She smiled she found the door and her hand was around the knob. "Have fun with him." She turned the knob and the door opened. She walked out and let the door slam behind her.

Now, she just felt dirty.

Lucy couldn't help but laugh at the girl's comments as she left.

"Don't worry, so far you know exactly what to do..."

She let out a slight moan of enjoyment as the pair continued to enjoy eachother's company.
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Arithon stood upon the slightly raised stage of the Great Hall. Behind him were the seats for all the staff whilst all students sat lower down, in front of him. It was like that partly for view, and to remind the students they were below the teachers.

The assembly would begin soon, only one thing remained for the preperations to be complete. The spells...

John Avery sighed as he made his way silently through the halls of the school. Previously, they had seemed ornate and aethestically pleasing, but now after careful observation, Avery realized that they were an understatement of bad taste. Horrendous taste in fact. Whoever had decorated the school definitely had an odd sense of the beautiful. Shakin ghis head, Avery entered the backstage area and walked onto the stage, his mind in turmoil and in disgust...

Susanna brushed off the feeling and made her way to the Great Hall where the assembly would be held. She was not early or late, but she arrived when most of the other students were piling in. She took a spot, one of the few left, in the front. Great, this is all I need to be seened at this time.

Normally she didn't mind such attention, but of the late, and especially here, she was not feeling up to being seen by anyone. Her gaze caught Arithon's and she blinked. For some reason she felt as if she was falling and she didn't mind it. A warm flush filled her face, do I have a crush on him? She giggled nervously in her mind, he is not my type, but everything that is the opposite of me. Her mind began to wonder as she waited for it to start.

Miss Fourleaf dismissed her class, her mind still on the assembly. Wondering once again what was so important. Miss Fourleaf streightened her attire and made her exit from the classroom.
She made her way to the hall, traversing the deserted corridors quickly but quietly. She was one of the last teachers to take her place on the stage. As she sat down next to Mr Avery, she gave him a smile which made her face look almost innocent, at which point Avery turned away, his face now pink with slight embarrassment.
A sudden shiver caused the hairs on the back of her neck to stand up, she dismissed it as a cold draft and her countenace returned to its usual, stony lack of emotion.

She cast a sharp glance once around the hall and then across the row of teachers, most of them seemed normal enough although she hadn't had time to talk with any of them since the morning was taken up with Arithon's meeting and the lunch break with creating a mental map of the school. She would have to aquaint herself with some of them if she were to get anywhere in this school, she made the mistake of not associating with the other teachers at the Elven school she used to teach at. This only proceeded to assure that she was the one blamed when those children were slaughtered. They pounced on the chance and she was expelled from the Elven nations forever. There was never any proof that she had committed the crime, but also no alibi was provided. She would not make the same mistake again.

The Elf then continued to sit quietly and wait, hands clasped neatly on her lap, for Arithon to begin.

Arithon looked over the not so eager faces of the student population. No one enjoyed an assembly, not even the teachers. Of course, this assembly wouldn't be like others, this one Arithon would greatly enjoy.

Without the aid of a microphone, Arithon's voice echoed throughout the entire hall, easily heard by everyone.

"Welcome all to the first day at our wonderful school. For those that don't know me, I am headmaster Arithon, the founder of this institution. I hope you have picked up on the school's expectations and adapt to our procedures easily enough. It is good to note that so far, there have been absolutely no problems regarding the student body."

Arithon's voice continued to drone on in an almost hypnotic monotone, entrancing all those exposed to it. Those in the front row may have been able to catch a glance of the headmaster's pulsing crimson eyes as he invoked the spells under his words, preparing to unleash his magiks.

One last glance at the room reassured Arithon that the general populace of the room were now in spelled trance. It was time to activate the spell and implant the darkness...

Just before Susanna saw Arithon walk up to the center. She slipped on her headphones and let her hair fall over them to hide them. No sense on getting in trouble. She was sure this would just be about rules and first day stuff. Oh well, I can ask someone how it went. She cranked up the music. It was one of her friends back home who spun music that is that combined two records together at the same time, using a variety throughout the song. Her feet slightly tapped to the music, but otherwise no one would notice that she was listening to music rather than the headmaster.

Arithon was not aware that Susanna wasn't in the trance, he was too busy channeling the demonic magiks in order to cast his spell. As (most of) the others sat in their trance, shadows began to creep toward the headmaster, engulfing his feet as the spell drew power.

Within seconds lightning began to arc forth from the shadow, all focusing into the palm of Arithon's hand. It would take a few more minutes to gather the necessary energy, afterall he was performing the spell over several hundred people.

What the f-ck? Susanna saw the almost blinding light gather in Arithon's palm. She frantically looked around her and saw that everyone was in a solid gaze at the headmaster. Their eyes appeared glazed over also. She jumped up and not knowing what to do. She ran to Arithon and pushed him slightly, not to hurt him, but to distract him. She was worried he might get hurt. She grabbed his hands and her soft fingertips glided over his palms. There was not a mark and no heat being produced that was abnormal. Her eyes widened and she looked up.

Her music blared in her ears and all she could do was just hold his hands. No words came to and out of her mouth, she was so confused.

The Elven teacher Miss Fourleaf continued to sit as she listened to Arithon's drawing speech. She, like many in the room, was not listening to exactly what the headmaster was saying. But she could feel what Arithon's message was, he was the head of this school and he was not to be messed with.

As she contemplated the neverending superiority complexes that headteachers seem to have, she noticed a shadow around the floor of the hall. It seemed to somehow be oozing out of the headmaster's audience. Fourleaf found something familiar about this shadow, where had she seen it before? A flicker of a dark memory passed over her mind and she started to remember where she had seen the shadow before. A feint image of her old home passed before her, her parents smiling to her. The innocence of childhood seemed a million miles away, she could not remember the feelings of hope it once held.
As she started to piece the relevant patchy memories together in her head in an attempt to come to some kind of conclusion, a student lept up from the crowd and ran towards Arithon. Distracted from her own mind by this, Fourleaf now realised that there were strange lightning bolts seemingly coming from the room and into Arithon! As the young female student reached the headmaster, she knocked into him and the commotion stopped. She and the head froze where they where, hands joined and a look of confusion in both their eyes.

The Elf's mind was now concentrated on this incident, all memory of the shadow forgotten. Pushed to the very back of her mind, the dark majick lurked and readied itself for rememberance.

OOC: Drag the little shin-dig in the class room out as long as you want. I'll keep checking back until then.

OOC: We'll end this little shindig now. :rolleyes:

IC: Lucy and Dek both lay against one of the walls now that they were finished enjoying eachother's company. Both were relatively tired and hadn't noticed the bell signifying assembly. Lucy turned towards Dek and smiled.

"Now that was fun, wasn't it?"
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A slight smile crossed Arithon's face as the energy was almost ready to release. The final surge was being drawn whilst Arithon mentally howled with laughter. Without any warning, one of the students, he wasn't sure who, appeared at his side and grabbed his hands.

The backlash of the dispelled power was enourmous. The lightning disappeared but the force behind it exploded in every direction, sending Arithon and Susanna sprawling through the air and into the wall behind the teachers. Students and teachers nearest to Arithon were also hit by the backlash, lifting them out of their chairs before dumping them back into other students.

The trance now broken, Arithon was furious. He was so close to tainting all within the assembly, but he had failed because of some stupid little girl. Now on his feet, Arithon glared down at the girl on the floor besides him. His fury was obvious as his eyes continued to glow crimson, conveying his wrath towards Susanna.

"That was a mistake little girl..."

Luckily for John Avery, he had not yet sat down when Arithon began his magics. He was about to enter the stage, when a girl student ran up and grabbed Arithon's hands. With a burst of great magnitude in both brightness and energy, Avery was sent flying into the side of stage, slightly winded.

Picking himself up, Avery staggered out from behind the curtains and watched as Arithon began to threaten the girl...

Fouleaf continued to watch as Arithon turned on the student. She thought it best not to interfere in this Arithon was now in such a fowl mood. Looking around she saw that the students didn't quite know or believe what was going on, they all had the same startled look on their faces. The English teacher also saw Avery picking himself up just off the stage, an ideal oppertunity to make aquaintance, she thought and hurried off to the side of the stage while all eyes were still on the centre of the stage.

"What's going on here?" she asked Avery when she got there. "Some thing isn't right!"

One minute she is holding his "wounded" hand and the next she is against the wall laying near Arithon. She not only saw his anger, but felt it. She was being enclosed in it and it reminded her of the feeling of comming down from her addiction. She did not cry, but remained emotionless. Memories of her old feelings haunted her again and she let it take over. All she could remember saying before the black void came was, "I was only trying to help," in her now small and meek voice.

Then the darkness engulfed her and her eyes closed. The only way they could tell she was sleeping was by the slight rise and fall of her chest, otherwise she lied there in a deep sleep. Vulnerable to anything.

Arithon was about to continue his furious growl but Susanna luckily passed out, avoiding it for now. Unfortunately for her, she had just made her last mistake. He would take care of things, make sure she never intervened again.

With a graceful sweep of his arm, Arithon scooped up the school girl with little trouble and hung her limp body over his shoulders. The rest of the school population was looking at him, surprised looks etched onto every face. Arithon kept his face serious as he addressed the school.

"Unfortunately, Susanna here has been getting into something she shouldn't have."

A long silence filled the room before the headmaster continued.

"Drugs. Nothing good will ever come of them, keep that in mind children. Assembly dismissed."

Without another word Arithon stormed out of the room, Susanna upon his shoulder.

OOC: I am not going to be able to respond this weekend. I am going out of town for my friend's b-day. We can just let Susanna be "passed out" and I can continue when I get back. Or someone can just act her out for me. I will check back when I get back. See ya.

OOC: Righto... I'll post later...

OOC: Is anyone gonna carry on any time soon? Or have we all died in a strange coincidence of the over use of computers?! LOL!

OOC: I am back, but it seems I must wait till Arithon posts.

OOC: Anyone, feel free to take control of a random student to keep things moving a bit.

IC: Arithon only had one thing on his mind. What he would do to this girl, the girl that interrupted the final moment of his awsome spell. Susanna was still dead wait on his shoulders, but when she did awake, she will wish she never came into existence.

The massive door slammed behind him as the headmaster launched the limp girl onto an elaborate armchair. Within seconds the door was sealed with spells so none would be getting in, and the sounds of extreme pain would not be getting out.

Eyes still glowing a furious crimson, Arithon pointed a finger at Susanna and unleashed a small bolt of black lightning. If she didn't wake up from that, he would make things far more painful.

Susanna shifted at the change of colour. It was still black, but somehow much darker and she couldn't understand how. Something sharp and electric struck her and squirmed a bit. It was not so much that it hurt me, but more of an doom waiting and lurking outside of it.

She rubbed her eyes and then opened them. She was sprawled across an enormous chair. Where am I? A confused look came across her face. Then she saw Arithon. His face appeared to her as if it was twisted with hate and anger. She backed up into the chair, but remained still.

She continued to stare at him. Why can't I take my eyes off of him? "Um...are you okay?" She gripped the arm rests, her fingers were turning white. She really didn't want to know.

Arithon didn't take his eyes off Susanna as she finally awoke. She was dazed and confused, he would soon put an end to that. Soon enough, she would be in far too much pain to worry about confusion.

"You made a big mistake Susanna. You interrupted something very important, and now you're going to suffer the consequences of such."

The headmaster raised a hand in front of Susanna's face and watched as it took on the sinewy form of a demonic clawed hand. Due to his curse, Arithon struggled to even do something so simple, but it would be enough to inflict intense pain upon the girl that had foiled his plans.

Susanna looked at him from her chair. It seemed that the room was getting darker, but that was just her overactive mind. Or was it? Her mind raced, what did I do wrong? I thought I was helping. Is helping wrong here?

Susanna gulped nothing, her mouth dry as the desert. "I will pay the consequences. But I do not understand what I did wrong. I...," her eyes widened, "is this a trick?"

Arithon's glare intensified as she asked her ignorant question.

"NO! You will soon learn just how serious this is."

The clawed hand moved closer to Susanna's face until the razor sharp nail rested upon her cheek. With ligtning speed, the claw ripped down Susanna's face, tearing a relatively deep gash in the process.

"All you had to do was pay attention for a few minutes, then you would have avoided this, now you're going to wish you were never born."

His other hand shot out of nowhere and planted itself into the school girl's stomach, burrying into the sticky mess of her inards. Arithon squeezed hard before sitting back, allowing her to recover from the fierce blow for a few moments. This was just the beginning.

OOC: I'll take on a random persona to keep things goin outside

Rachel MacKenzie rose from her seat in the hall and followed the other students out of the hall. She felt strange. A tingling sensation in her feet meant that, once she got outside of the building, she had to sit down.
As she removed her shoes and began to rub her feet, she looked around the courtyard. Everyone looked different, blank in a way, but still managed to look at her as if she were the one acting wierd. That's nothing new, she thought. Rachel was a goth, she wore black, black and black. People always thought her strange because she was different to them, in reality she was just a normal girl. At least in her old school she had her best friend Sarah for company. But it was her difference that got her expelled, when a gutted rabbit was found in the girls toilets, she was the obvious target. They wrongly ousted her as a witch and she was sent to this school in an attempt to correct her "wrong". She had decided to just be herself here, surely she couldnt be any wierder than the headmaster.
Putting her shoes back on, she reached inside her shoulder bag and pulled out a small red apple. She bagan eating and pondering her next lesson.

Lucy was out and about once again. She didn't know where Dek had wandered off to after their fun, but it didn't concern her anymore. Realising she had missed assembly, Lucy decided to join the groups of people moving through the halls in an attempt to appear she was coming from such.

Everyone seemed a little odd, but she supposed it was just the boredom of the assembly. Spotting a goth girl sitting down, Lucy decided she looked like the kind of girl she could become friends with.

"Hey, how you going?"

Dek found himself in the middle of the hallway after the assembly let out, somewhat dazed & confused... Nymphonic women seemed to have that effect on him...

Susanna let out a scream of horror and pain mixed together. "Stop, I will do anything you want me to do, if you just stop."

Inbetween cries and large gasps for air she let out, "Please."

Arithon grinned as he wrenched the intestines around for a few more seconds before removing his hands and closing the wound with a quick burst of crimson light. He couldn't have Susanna dying on him, her pain had only just begun.

"There is no need for me to stop, you'll be doing as I command either way, you have no choice!"

One of the claws upon his right hand seemed to stretch outward, taking the shape of a smooth, cynlinder. The razor sharp point glistened with blood as he drove the tip slightly into Susanna's eye.

"You brought this on yourself, it's all your fault!"

Rachel heard a voice interrupt her musings, "Huh, oh hey." She said after realising the girl in the short skirt was talking to her. "I'm fine, you?"
She was a might surprised that anyone actually wanted to talk to her, let alone someone who seemed so popular around here.
Deciding she could do with someone to talk to, Rachel chose the easiest topic of conversation between two girls at a new school.
"So, you seen any cute guys around? There's loads of guys here but none are really my type, you know!?"

Lucy smiled as she considered where she was only a few minutes ago.

"Um yeh... I've seen a few nice ones. What's your type?"

Avery shuddered as he exited the auditorium, his mind a blur of both activity and inactivity as he attempted to order his thoughts. With anodhter sudder, Avery collapsed to the floor, his breathing steadily becoming more erratic. It was quite evident that this handsome, but bookish teacher was hyperventiliating. With a final shudder, Avery's eyes and he droped to the ground, unconscious.

(OOC: I'm on vacation right now, so excuse the erratic amounts of posting...)

OOC: Righto...

IC: After what seemed like several hours of slow, intense torture, Arithon finished his work and healed up Susanna completely. He wasn't going to take her into his power, he would let her keep her will and memory, just so she would know the consequences of displeasing him again.

"I believe school is about to finish young one, you should get going soon."

Susanna in complete shock, just nodded out of what was habit to her. She kept touching her stomach, half expecting to put her hand through it. She gathered her bag and walked out the door. The school was so different now. So, sinister and she knew why. She almost let out a small whimper, but held it in and straightened out her clothes. She turned her head towards the door she had just left. She glared, she would not cry she would get even.

I wonder if everyone was affected by his darkness. She laughed, sounds like I am in some movie and I should be running screaming away and then trip and fall and be killed to my death. Gosh, I need to find someone. She walked down the hallway. Searching.

Lucy looked up to see that girl Susanna, the one she had noticed in the lunch room. Since the goth girl wasn't saying much, she decided to abandon that attempt at conversation and try a new one. Without hesitation she got up and ran over to Susanna.

"Hey, how you going?"

Susanna jumped a bit from the sound of Lucy's smooth voice. She faced her and with a look of fear said, "I am not quite sure yet." She realized she should hide these emotions to all students until she fitted them to be able to know. A soft smile quickly replaced the horrified appearance.

"So, how was the time spent in the room after I left?"

"Are you alright?"
Miss Fourleaf had just joined Avery outside of the Auditorium when he collapsed.
"John, wake up! Are you alright?" Nothing. He was out cold. She decided to help him get out of view and lifted him with surprising stregnth for such a small frame. She half dragged him through the corridors and into a nearby classroom.
What was she to do now. If she was found with Avey's unconcious body, surely it would be blamed on her, she could get the sack for this. Deciding that it wasn't worth taking the chance of losing her job, (As nobody else would employ her with a reputation like hers) she locked the classroom door and shutttered the windows. Now what.
She sat and realised that the circumstances of her employment were somewhat strange. Her reputation was known throughout the local regions, surely Arithon knew about the events of her past. No, he was new around here, he probarbly didn't know. That or he believed in equal oppertunities and new beginnings, he didn't seem that type to her. He mustn't know, that could be the only sane reason she could think of, that or he did. No, people would have worked it out by now if he were planning something.
She looked over at Avery, slumped in the comfortable teacher's chair. He wasn't going anywhere. She sighed and ccontinued to sit, thinking of nothing in particular.

Susanna jumped a bit from the sound of Lucy's smooth voice. She faced her and with a look of fear said, "I am not quite sure yet." She realized she should hide these emotions to all students until she fitted them to be able to know. A soft smile quickly replaced the horrified appearance.

"So, how was the time spent in the room after I left?"

Lucy smiled at the mention of her previous activities.

"Ah, it was good. Dek is a nice boy... sorry if you had your eye on him."

Lucy knew her master had done something to this one, he had made her suffer quite badly, yet she was still of her own mind. This puzzled her slightly, but she would work things out eventually.

"So anything interesting happen in assembly?"

Rachel was still half wondering what was going on when the girl in the short skirt walked away from her. I must have been to boring, thats usually the case. Yeah and she must have been really nice too. Rachel resorted to sarcasm a lot, she found the more stupid among people didnt get it most of the time, which made it all the more funny. Shame she didnt have anyone to share it with though.
On this thought she began to look around the school for someone she could talk to, that may understand her, or just accept her.

Susanna looked with caution at Lucy. She did not trust this guy how far she could trust a male with her. "Well, just the usual spark that any headmaster puts his students to at the start of school. It was grueling, but really what assembly ever is not. I mean we all got through it didn't we?"

Wait, maybe Lucy and Dek were not there.

"Lucy, you and Dek missed the assembly? You better hope Arithon doesn't know." Her whole body shivered at the idea of even thinking his name.

Lucy tried her best to look slightly surprised.

"Yeh, I did miss it. I doubt he'd do too much, it's just an assembly."

Lucy noticed Susanna shiver and knew exactly why. She couldn't help but laugh on the inside, but she thought it best to gain the trust of this one, it may please her master.

Finally the bone chilling gong sounded once again, signifying the end of the first school day. The students had survived, but how long could they endure?

OOC: I didn't really plan to have much rp go on outside of the school, so unless any of you have a good reason why it should, we'll just keep it within the school hours.

Rachel jumped at the gong, that was the second time it had shockd her today. Time to go home, great. Rachel hated home nearly as much as she hated school, so she decided to hang around for as long as she dare and delay going home.
It didnt work much, the flow of people going out forced her to follow them. So, she mingled and tried to look as if she were not alone, going so far as to go the wrong way out of the gates, following the majority of the pupils. Soon she would have to turn off and then she would be in the familiar isolation of her everyday life. As she dawdled as long as she could before the sun whent down, she thought about the next day at school. Might actually get to talk to someone properly tomorrow, I cant wait. She actually hurried a little when she got to the end of the street as she noticed the sun pushing its last rays through the gaps in the vast grey buildings, it was vital she got in before dark.

Arithon sat within his office once again, awaiting the beginning of the second school day. The first day had been alright as far as a school was concerned, but there were problems that he had every intention of dealing with.

Ten minutes until the first gong, then he would have his first class to teach, Philosophy/Ethics. It would be interesting indeed, Arithon had some of his own ethics to place within the puny minds of the human children, he would turn them to his will.

Rachel woke to the sound of traffic. She looked at her clock. Time to go! she was very nearly late and had to rush out without breakfast.
The school loomed in the distance and she felt a heavy feeling in the pit of her stomach. This was going to be a very long day indeed.

The bone chilling gong sounded once again, echoing throughout the entire school and into the streets beyond. Arithon immediately gathered the necessary equipment and moved out of his office toward his classroom. Arithon had chosen Philosophy/Ethics as one of his classes since he thought it a good oppurtunity for placing dark thoughts into the easily molded minds of young ones.

Finally arriving at the empty classroom, Arithon willed the door open and set his things down. This would be an interesting class indeed...
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Lucy strolled into school casually, slightly late but nothing of too much concern. She had stopped off at a nearby public toilet block to get changed out of the uniform her parents insisted she wear and slip into something a little more comfortable and appropriate for her purposes.

There were many boys in the school and Lucy still had to figure out who was worth knowing.