[center][h3][i][color=9e0b0f]}Arthur Wick{[/color][/i][/h3][/center]

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[i]Fire, darkness, the smell of death and flame clogging the nose. Arthur stood there, his spear six feet away. Six feet to far, [color=000000]"How dare you think to tread in my domain mortal. Now you will die alongside your friends!"[/color] The voice boomed before a wave of fire flew out. With a deft roll Arthur was out of the way, then another roll as a second wave of fire. A jump over a few rocks to avoid another gust of heat. Running out of room to run. No choices left. Arthur gathered every drop of mana in his body and emerged from his makeshift cover. His fire against his foe's. The two waves of flame clashed, neither giving the other ground. Arthur couldn't believe it, he was matching this thing. [color=000000]"Don't think you've won human. You will still burn, if not now than in time. That is the will of-"[/color]
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Arthur shot upwards. He was in his bed, dragonling leaping off the bed at the pyromancer's sudden movement. [color=9e0b0f]"It's just me, don't worry."[/color] Arthur assured his scaly ward. Pulling himself out of bed Arthur instantly flew towards the nearest wall. [color=9e0b0f]"Dammit all to something or other."[/color] Arthur cursed as he leaned against the plaster. Dragging himself over to his closet and forcing the flimsy wooden door open to reveal many red suits Arthur thought about what to wear. Pants of course, alongside some nice shoes. His chest was already covered in bandages, though the reason why was beyond Arthur, his infliction was of course mostly internal besides from a few stray burns. Maybe they were coated in some healing magic of some sort Arthur considered as he pulled out a simple red coat which he threw over himself, not bothering to button up the over piece, it hardly mattered if people saw the parts of his chest not covered in bandages. Deciding against one of his hats for the time being Arthur took a step away from the closet and nearly fell.

Picking himself up and starting to walk towards the kitchen he considered that it may have been better to stay in the infirmary a few more days like the nurse girl asked. Of course, Arthur couldn't. If he left little Igneel alone too long the poor thing would incinerate all the furniture in worry. Pulling out everything needed for cereal he took a look over at the nearby wall clock as he poured in the milk. About noon. The first real day of classes had started and he was behind. Arthur looked down into his midday cereal. Erasers likely attacked last night. Arthur couldn't be there for any of the students, couldn't help burn away some of the schools taint. Why the director let such filth continue to exist in his school was beyond the destructive class mage. There was naught to do about it though expect stand in the erasers way at any chance. If any of the students got hurt last night, if any of the new students got hurt, Arthur would have words with A. Nice, mild words where Arthur wouldn't lose his temper, because the director was foolish, but also powerful enough to kill everyone in the school and then get bored.

About halfway done with his bowl Arthur heard a great amount of noise all at once. Reeling from the sound Arthur kept his head down on the cool wooden table. Then a voice pipped up, could have been anyone really. Students being forced to fight things. [color=9e0b0f]"F**king A"[/color] Arthur mumbled as he raised his head and looked out the window. Of course he couldn't interfere. Staring down at his favorite place to eat on the entire island as the people left. It was a nice place, pleasant atmosphere, good food at reasonable prices. Phoenix stepping out. Wait what? Staring down at Iravis Arthur silently cursed the director. He knew the girl was in the city. At least she had friends. That demon roommate. Runik, good kid, strong magic. Sadly Arthur couldn't do anything for them, A would have his head if Arthur tried to intervene, and he was already recovering from a nasty curse.

So instead Arthur decided to leave the town, orders from up high and what-not. Giving Igneel a rub between the horns Arthur then concentrated, and was gone.

The road between town and the academy proper. Arthur leaned against a nearby tree, that spell took more out of him then he would have liked. Needed more exercise clearly. So the mage started walking. It had been a good five minutes, this island seemed longer than usual, maybe a trick of the mind, maybe someone messing with someone else. Didn't matter. Taking a quick break to recover his breath Arthur heard something unusual. [color=fff79a]"Haaaalllpppp"[/color] Well that was never a good sign. Came from the nearby bushes. Sighing Arthur walked over before noticing someone else going to the noise. Big person too, or at least strong looking. [b]“…this is really peaceful…”[/b] [color=9e0b0f]"Just the way we like it, nice and peaceful, and then suddenly a reality shaking battle that threatens reality pops up, ends, and then nice and peaceful again."[/color] Arthur said as he looked down at the girl in the cage. Some kind of cat girl, how she ended up in a cage was of little matter as the boy crushed the lock with his bare hands. [color=9e0b0f]"Arthur Wick, I'm a teacher here. Who are you two if I may be so rude?"[/color]