[IC] Academy for the Gifted - A darker school for magical studies

[notdeadyet]

Welcome to the Academy. is posted on a big flyer, on the front gates of the school. Thousands of students pour through the front gates in of this Norwegian boarding school, hidden in the snowy mountains. All about the beautiful campus is not just snow, but signs of magic. Everywhere, from the graveyard out back where the misfits are toying with necromancy, to the roof, where two upperclassmen are sparring with elemental magic. Right now, everybody is so happy that fall break is over and that they can return to class, that nobody is really paying much mind to the mysterious disappearance of hundreds of students last semester. Perhaps their hopes are, that the tragedy is simply behind them.

Fliers are posted every hundred ft or so reading that new students are to meet in the auditorium, in the main building. These aren't the only fliers though. Dozens upon dozens and maybe even hundreds of dozens of fliers and banners hang all about! They advertise clubs, sporting events, shops on campus or in nearby villages, tutors, and even sparring partners. In the center of campus is a 12 ft tall bronze statue of the original headmaster, put in roughly 300 years ago by the teachers and students. Some visitors from hawaii have adorned his statue with lays. Many other people have laid flowers about his feet, as if this were his headstone.

Its a beautiful winter day, and fresh snow covers 2 - 8 inches of the surrounding territory, but inside campus it only lightly covers some of the plant life. This is thanks to the efforts of the custodians, and the S.E.A.L club who voluntarily shovels snow during the winters. Birds rest in their nest, and some interesting wildlife walks about the outer borders of campus. Even the headmasters came out of their offices to converse around the bronze statue and enjoy the day. Snow falls eve so faintly upon the school and the students that it will house for the months to come.

There is an array of carts by the front gate and a second set by the front doors, for new students to place their belongings. About the outter edges of campus, are dorms. They are mixed gender dorms, though they were once seperated. The headmasters trust students to keep the volume level low when falaciating with each other. Behind the building, right next to the ledge that the whole school rest upon, is the graveyard. By the fromt entrance on the southern side is a green house containing the schools 4 story garden, of which 2 stories are underground, for low light plants and for the various funguses that are needed for classes. Most of the classes are held in the main central building, or in the surrounding areas outdoors. The 1.75 km field rest just outside campus and already boast the schools jimber team practicing.

Finaly, upon the front archway reads a sign "Welcome Home" welcoming all students both new and old to the campus, where they will live the next few months of their lives.

[Shard]

The cold wind brushed past the angel’s hair as his steps brought him closer towards the academy. He had been there for a while, but it was time to return after a short winter break. Well, one couldn’t quite call it a break as a sword in hand was the most prominent feature of this ‘break’. With a deep breath, Leo shouldered the blade case with the strap running down his side. “Back home…” He whispered to himself, seeing the various students pass him by, pouring through the gate. So many young, eager minds ready to learn about their abilities and the dark secrets of the world. There was much to learn to say the least, much to know and even more to fear. The very magical powers they were trying to harness and command was more than ready to destroy the ones unable to calm the storm.

His long, elegant black coat would reflect the clothes below and hinted towards a rather prestigious choice of attire. Leo did indeed enjoy his fashion and presumably hailed from a family of wealth. However, his humble and polite personality would clearly remove assumptions of a snobby demeanour. The students would probably be formally greeted and told how things are run around the academy, not to mention shown to their dorms.

It was obvious how many had been touched by the chill of discomfort, keeping their arms close to their bodies and eyes down on the snowy ground. They didn’t know anyone and they were afraid to be outcasts in the one place where they were to be embraced. Who could blame them? The world feared and hated them, they were persecuted and sometimes even killed. Leo could never wrap his mind around a mortal’s sense of justice and moral, especially humans. What made them tick, exactly? Fear seemed to rule their logic and made most decisions for them. That was a dangerous road and casualties of that path had been shown time and time again.

Now inside the warm interior of the castle, Leo moved his dark bangs from covering his eyes and revelled in the warmth. He found a good spot to wait for the announcements, leaning against the wall casually with the blade case resting against his frame. This school was an adventure all in itself. One could never truly anticipate what would happen within the enchanted walls of the academy. Magic is both wondrous and dangerous which has been proven several times in both class rooms and dorms. Of course, magic would not be the only thing a person should be wary of. With creatures from every single corner of the planet gathering in a single location, one should expect colourful abilities to blossom like roses in a field. The most important part was to keep an open mind and deal with every issue as it came. Some of the teachers could very well be considered insane and Leo wondered how they could ever have gotten their position. At the end of the day however, everyone could usually go to bed knowing that they were safe. Most of the time.

[KindledBeast]

Alastair woke up in a haze, "Uhhh damn another year." Alastair said stumbling out of bed he made his way to his coffee machine he made a special brew that the bishop in Italy showed him. He inhaled the pleasant aroma as it poured out of the small machine, with his demonic arm he grabbed his mug and with his other arm grabbed his flask, pouring some whiskey into his mug he mixed it with his coffe.

Alastair quickly threw on a appropriate attire and headed out the door to go and mingle with the new students and even any new teacher, "Man I hope there's some sweet teacher babes this year." Alastair thought to himself as he walked into the main courtyard he made his way threw the halls looking at all the new students none interested him they all looked so painfully average.

Alastair walked to a bench facing the main gates he would wait here to see if anything intresting would happen, he heard a few girls giggling he quickly turned his head towards them they all looked at him blushed then scurried away, "Man I hate these girls." He said to himself taking another drink from his mug, his mug ironically had a angle on it he loved holding it in his demonic hand it just seemed so perfect to him.

[Major Ursa]

Crouching amidst the inches deep layers of snow, yet to be shovelled in the courtyard, the machine elve's cloak of metallic dark grey feathers was settled around his person. Eyes were closed for a moment, only this moment, his fingers absently drummed along the armour worn on his shoulder before Dodo finally spread out both hands.

Fingers and arms spread out wide, the falling snow above stopped in the air, and yet more snow rose from the ground. Swirling around him in a great speed, whipping his hair and cloak around, the snow collected and stuck to his person. More and more layers of snow, first frosting, now entirely encasing him in it’s cold fluffiness…within moments, there was nothing more than a small mountain of snow where Dodo had previously been crouching.

Finally opening his eyes to the whiteness that blocked out his face, the bright glow of his big red eyes are visible through the flakes of frozen water, two orbs of light that could be seen by those who passed by the courtyard. With a saved breath, the machine elf blew the snow from his face. Now, the mountain of snow had his face peering out, a big Cheshire grin on his face.

Despite how cold it seemed to be, it didn't seem to be affecting the teacher, he actually looked like he was pretty damned comfortable neck-deep in the collected snow. As the snow above him returned to falling, he snickered at some of the new students passing by and gawping at him…before staring up at more falling snow, a childlike sense of wonder quite obvious in his eyes.

[DragonBeastMode]

This is the place alright. The picture my father gave me looks just like this Academy. Oh look it says welcome new students, I like that. This place looks welcoming so far. I just wish it wasn't so cold, good thing I can heat myself up. I love having fire power, just a little heat nothing that can get out of control or anything. I wonder if anyone would notice the boy with melting snow surrounding him. With everyone here knowing of magic, or users of magic it shouldn't be too out of the ordinary right? Right! That must be the original head master, that statue is amazing. My dad told me a lot about his time in the Academy, I hope I have some good stories to tell him about later on. Oh Yeah! My dad went to this Academy. You might've heard of him, Rich Golden? He was known for being a hot head, but all Goldens get that way. I guess it's just in our DNA or something, Ha! So I guess I'm kind of of a legacy here. Now where is that auditorium, this flyer says all new students are to meet there. Ok...turn left, then right, go straight. Nope I found the cafeteria, I had to take another left, then go straight. This is going to take sometime to get use too. ~You can always morph into your true form, and find anything you want by burning anything in your way down.~ I don't have time for you right now! Go away! ~You'll eventually need me, and I won't be polite again.~ I'm not crazy or anything it's just my fairy side tries to take over sometimes (I guess that sounds kind of crazy). My dad taught me some techniques to control it. My father is a descendant of the Royal Fire Fairy Clan, he was disowned because he married my now deceased mother, and with being disowned he doesn't have the Clan's help into grooming me per say, so I'm going to the Academy more unprepared then he ever was...anyway that's a story for another time and place. Time to find that auditorium. I wonder if I can use Pyro Nemesis, my enchanted sword in school. I mean I wouldn't use it on anyone of course, but just to show off. Someone holding a sword made of gold and fire, sure does make a first impression.

After like half an hour I finally found the auditorium. It was in the main building, I must've forgot to read that part of the flyer. That's just how goofy I am I guess. This part of the school is gigantic. Even more flyers around this place then outside. I'll definitely be joining most of the sports they have here. Doing sports keeps my mind off of you know what. ~Me!~ Shut up already! There are a lot of good looking girls and guys here. I wonder who I'll have in my classes or as a roommate. "Hey how are you lovely people today!" Cute bubbly girls, cute energetic guys. This place is going to be exciting none the less. That guy near the wall with a...SWORD! I guess you can have weapons out. He looks like he doesn't want to be bother. I'll just wave at him, and move on. Maybe I can talk with him later, he seems like he knows this place already. I need to make some friends here so I won't get lost anymore. For now I guess I'll just sit in the middle row of seats and wait for this show to start.

[MissCapnCrunch]

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Snow had came from water and often went back into water, and water for Charlize was very, very bad news. "Oh have mercy on me!" she groaned out loud, as she leaped over a large puddle that had formed in the walkway from someone throwing snow around. Her winter boots practically to her knees and every inch of her covered in some sort of fabric to protect her from short circuiting. To some she might have seemed afraid of the water, and they were correct. It wasn't the 'I haven't bathed in years' type of fear (cause she did clean herself off everyday) but more of a 'if I get water next to my circuit board I will either die or turn into a toaster' type of way.

With one bag on her back and the other in her hand, she unloaded her stuff onto a cart and informed the person taking care of luggage of who she was and that she would like to be placed in the same dorm room as the last years she had attended the academy. With a nod, the man carted away her belongings and she would hope to find them in her dorm room later. The previous years she had not had any room mate, but perhaps the population growth of new students would change that.

Charli's slate eyes bounced around the place looking at the new comers to the school. She didn't look much older than them because she hadn't aged much, but she sure did feel older, noticing them kind of wandering around like lost ducklings. Passing the statue she gave it a small pat as a token of thanks and luck towards the new year. She was going to need it.

"Mmm, yes." a pleasurable moan escaped from her pale lips as the warm heat of the interior swept over her face and her chilled parts. Removing her hood she revealed her grey hair. Most of her hair color had parted along with her that fateful night, and she only grew grey now. She figured it was just a stylish thing, and didn't pay too much attention to it- though she had considered dying it a 'fun' color sometime. Quickly she unbuttoned her jacket, letting herself breathe a little. Many of student and faculty alike passed her as she stood idle in the entry way.

"I'm home."

[notdeadyet]

The 2nd headmistress walked across the campus with the first and 3rd. She stood out from the other two, who wore heavy animal coats, simply because of her attire. She wore a much fleshier outfit that clearly wasnt meant for such weather. But she was cold blooded, and didnt notice the cold. Issabella walked past the angel, and the new teacher who looked like a giant fluffy kitten playing in the snow. As she passed the familiar face of Charlize, whom she had taught herbelore the year prior, she gave a gentle knod of hello, an continued to the auditorium. Along the way, she saw Alastair the new teacher, and gave a welcoming smile and a wave.

In the auditorium, issabella and the other headmasters went up the center stage. Issabella walked behind a podium whilst the others took seats behind her. There was no microphone to speak into within view. Yet, she tapped the side of her neck with 2 fingers 3 times, and a thumping sound echoed through the auditorium, followed by a high pitched sound of a mic turning on. "Attention, new students and old students alike." She started out very plain an robotic, as if she had said this speech dozens of time before and was growing bored of it.

"Welcome back to a wounderful new school year. This year, we are proud to pronounce that there are 3 new teachers joining us to teach 3 new subjects, and expan the potential growth for our precious young learners." The speech was so rehearsed it was boring. She went on about how proud the school was for 5 minuts before the speech got interesting. "I would like to adress the topic of the 423 fatalities, and 516 missing students last semester which more than tripled our semester average. We have put much time over break into researching and solving this problem. Rest be assured, it has been taken care of, and the students may feel safe and at home once more. I would like to adress the new policies reguarding schedule, weapons, combat, the use of magic outside of the classroom, and afew other things."

"Firstly, in reguards to the schedule. This year, rather than assigning classes as we have in previous years, we will allow students to choose their classes with a minimum of 1 athletic or outdoor coarse, and 4 coarses of more intellectual level. A student may have a maximum of 8 classes per day, and at most 2 elective coarses such as art, or sparring class. Any questions are to be brought to headmistress Chin, in her office on the 13th floor of the eastern tower." There is a momentary pause again before she continue her speech.

"The dorm situation has changed. This year, we are once more allowing students to choose their doorms, and roomates. The rules are simple. 2 students to a room max. If somebody wishes to share a room with you, and you do not have a roomate yet, you must permit them. Dorms are now cross gender, meaning males and females may be in the same hall, and even the same dorm. We in return for this leniancy expect students to stay in their dorms after curfew accept for durin emergencies or for restroom breaks. We also ask that you respect your neighbors and keep the noise level to a minimum after curfew."

"The new policy for the use of weaponry, magic, and outside class combat has changed. Weapons are once more permitted for use and show around campus. The acception is that we request all weapon to be checked in with and aproved by the school nurse. No soul consuming, or excessively fatal weapons may be used outside of a controlled classroom setting. Magic is once more permitted outside of the classroom enviornment for students age 17+. Students who wish to spar may do so in the following locations due to enchantments that help prevent fatalities: The roof, the field, the large center area in the center of campus, by the headmasters statue, the gym, and in any controlled classroom setting. Fighting in the halls is not permitted and will result in disiplinary action."

"Pets are once more permitted upon campus with the acception that they must be with their masters, or in their master's dorms at all times. Outside of the dorm they are required to have restraints such as harnesses. Loud pets are not permitted in the classrooms, and must be muzzled or at night. Any pets that could pose a threat to other students are to remain in the field or the stable under the watchfull eye of our animal expert issabella... Oh sorry thats me." She laugh a bit realizin she was reading the speech like a printer. Then she tossed the cards over her shoulders ad smiled. The other headmasters lowered their heads in dissapointment.

"Everybody, we want you to grow and to learn and have fun while you do it. Respect each other and respect the staff and this can be a great school year! Complete one assignment each week, and shot for more. Every mission is a chance for experiences not taught in a classroom! So go out there, learn who you are, and try not to kill each other in the process okay? You are all dismissed. Classes start tomarow at 8am." As she finishes, a translator walks up behind her an begins relaying the final information in various languages, of which not all are human.

[KatherinWinter]

Katherin took a deep breath as she stepped onto the school grounds. She loved the feel of cold and snow around her. She this was the perfect place for someone like her. Maybe she had finally found a place to belong. Someplace where she would be welcome. Staff in hand she slowly made her way to the school grounds. She had missed orientation but she wasn't worried about that. While she loved people groups were difficult. First thing she needed to do was memorize the lay of the land.

[MissCapnCrunch]

Dismissal of the auditorium caused even more of a flourish of students going to and from the hallway. Charlize had heard the beginning of the year message one too many times, and probably if she searched in her data banks at all, would find that she had it pretty much all memorized.

She blinked rapidly as she accessed her data bank that had been installed into her head that fateful night. The bank consisted of three editable ports. Port one was memories, all things she wanted to keep safe belonged in port one. Port two was physicality, mentalities, and practicalities. This included things such as knowing how to walk, knowing how to speak, knowing not to punch yourself in the face when the doorbell rings. Port two was a no touch zone, as Charlize didn't want to corrupt any files that could mess her up in anyway. Port three was her short term memory slot. She often used this for just storing things for the day and week. It was by the weekend she'd lay in her bed and sort out all the information and place it in correct spot she felt fit.

Stranger's name in the hallway? Trash.

Some drunken guy trying to dry hump her at a party? Trash.

The guy in front of her's butt? Port 1.

Blinking again she readjusted herself and started to walk away from the entry way of the castle. Off to go to her dorm room to get some things unpacked and perhaps meet her new room mate if she received one this year.

[Dandanken]

"Well "Jester" that's your stop. Try not to kill everybody until end of the week. I want to get at least that little of break before we need to clean your shit up again."
"You know a drill. If you kill to many of them, you go back for another year of your cure."

How boring. Those guys. This car. This new prison. He thought to himself as he escaped a car that transported him. Well at least I don't need to carry my bag around like those over here. Slowly he made his way trough a snow to entrance. Well I can add this walk to list of things that I don't want to become my routine. He quickly made his way to auditorium to get in right when important things were told. After listening to what headmasters had to say he went to cafeteria. Looks like it won't be that boring after all. Maybe I should join the fun.

After looking up the menu he went to the roof. To his surprise he found a cat. "Well I expect that I would find you in place like that my friend. Are you lost? Are you sad? Should I entertain you with a little show? Yes! I knew you gonna watch my show! How many lives you have left? Why you are in place like that?" He keep throwing questions onto poor feline creature for a while. Then he suddenly stop and started to present his tricks. I can't loose my skill to entertain people whenever I go! Now this cat looks like he needs some fun.

[Major Ursa]

Popping out of his crouching position and out of the snow, shaking his head and sending the cold white flying here and there, Dodo stretched out his now pleasantly cool body. It was quite evident, from even a bit of a distance, that the tall elven man was barefoot. Brushing off more snow from his black trousers, and some from behind his ears, he strode over to the entrance of the main building.

A number of students (unsure whether new or old) gave him a funny look…quite obviously eyeing up his piercings, pale/discoloured skin, the metal portions sticking out of his skin, the snow that clung to him (melting away slowly), and his glowing red eyes. Dodo gave them all toothy grins, and quite quickly they fell back into their routine away from him, and he let them. Pulling a fluffy white towel seemingly out of thin air, the machine elf got to work drying his hair singlehandedly, again pulling out more from thin air with his other hand.

The large mug in his hand was of some sort of steaming hot, brown brew. With his head tilted down slightly as he continued drying his hair with one hand, Dodo held up the mug high in the middle of the hall with the other, as if toasting to everyone. Dropping the towel (disappearing as quickly as it was summoned), he brought the mug to his lips and downed the beverage in mere seconds, before dropping his mug was well. Raising each foot, clad in socks in a blink, then in boots in two blinks, the elven man yawned into the back of his hand before—

“Welcome~! Good Morning~! Carefully~! I love you~!”

[notdeadyet]

Synn walked onto campus in his usual attire. The cold weather urked him, but he would get over himself. As he approachED the campus, snow simply lifted itself and moved away from his path. He carried the "Angry, yet determined" look upon his face. His intentions weren't met last semester. Though he had asked every teacher, and read nearly every book on campus, there was no information on the manifestation of which was sharing a body with him. This year, Synn was determined to find answers. Even if it meant searching through the "Forbidden Section" of the library, or asking one of the dreadful headmasters for help, he was determined to get his body back under his control 110%.

Just as he was entering the main building, with a cart trailing behind him with his 2 bags, he heard: “Welcome~! Good Morning~! Carefully~! I love you~!” and could feel his insides roll about in grief. Synn wanted to ignore the strange pale man, with the metal parts, and wierd eyes, but... the darned entity within him forced him to cup his hands to his mouth, and shout: "TAKE THAT PROPAGANDA ELSEWHERE!" After which, he regained control, just long enough to facepalm and mutter under his breath. "god be damned you blubbering fool. its the first day at school and your insulting teachers! Cut it out or ill have you strung up by you whatever it is you use to reproduce and skinned by a werewolf when im done with you."

His own eyes had fleshed a little red for a few moments during this process. Nothing exciting happened, just a little flashy flash flashy. Slowly, Synn started to lower his hand and look up, praying to god that he didnt attract any unwanted attention this early. Of coarse, Headmistress Chin was staring him down from across the hall. He hated when she stared at him. You could never guess what she was thinking. She was always so plain, and lacking of body language. For someone as old as her, you'd hope she learned how to open her mouth and say something occasionally.

[KindledBeast]

Major Ursa said
Popping out of his crouching position and out of the snow, shaking his head and sending the cold white flying here and there, Dodo stretched out his now pleasantly cool body. It was quite evident, from even a bit of a distance, that the tall elven man was barefoot. Brushing off more snow from his black trousers, and some from behind his ears, he strode over to the entrance of the main building.A number of students (unsure whether new or old) gave him a funny look…quite obviously eyeing up his piercings, pale/discoloured skin, the metal portions sticking out of his skin, the snow that clung to him (melting away slowly), and his glowing red eyes. Dodo gave them all toothy grins, and quite quickly they fell back into their routine away from him, and he let them. Pulling a fluffy white towel seemingly out of thin air, the machine elf got to work drying his hair singlehandedly, again pulling out more from thin air with his other hand.The large mug in his hand was of some sort of steaming hot, brown brew. With his head tilted down slightly as he continued drying his hair with one hand, Dodo held up the mug high in the middle of the hall with the other, as if toasting to everyone. Dropping the towel (disappearing as quickly as it was summoned), he brought the mug to his lips and downed the beverage in mere seconds, before dropping his mug was well. Raising each foot, clad in socks in a blink, then in boots in two blinks, the elven man yawned into the back of his hand before—“Welcome~! Good Morning~! Carefully~! I love you~!”

Alastair headed inside and noticed someone with a coffe mug also he approached him, "Hey what do you got?" Alastair asked he wanted some of what he was havin his normal Irish coffe was loosin it's allure by now.

[Major Ursa]

"TAKE THAT PROPAGANDA ELSEWHERE!"

Just covering the bases for the first day so the other staff couldn't say Dodo didn't try, he was pleasantly surprised when a student actually answered him. Blinking, smiling, the teacher waved at the student. That student…something told him…would do really well here. Whatever ‘well’ was for this academy. Hearing somebody speaking his way, the elf turned and smirked at such a question. With his mug now gone, his yage brew was done, but… “That was the brew of shaman; make you see spirits, interdimentional beings, see visions…the taste reminds me of back home.”

Pausing for a second, rubbing his chin in mock thoughtfulness…Dodo caught a sealed black bottle, before holding it out to the man, “Try it. This ‘moonshine’, as the humans would call it…is some of the good stuff. ‘Could peel paint’, ‘turn you blind’, ‘kill your fish tank’, and a few other accurate reviews…” Sharp, toothy smile, the elf continued to push it upon the man…turned and waving at one of the headmasters across the hall that he had only just noticed.

[KindledBeast]

Alastair looked at him, and raised his demonic arm with the coffe mug in it. "I can already see all if those." Alastair said with a smile finishing his Irish coffe and throwing the angle coffe mug away.

[Shard]

The amount of casualties was rather unnerving but if what they were saying was true, it was apparently brought under control now. Before the teacher began to speak, a young man waved towards Leo who returned the favour with a soft smile crossing his lips. That was nice, he couldn’t remember seeing this kid before, though. Was he new? He probably was. Hopefully he’d feel at home in that academy like Leo had before him and so many others had throughout the ages. Once the classes were narrowed down, Leo would surely enjoy the selection. Sparring locations had also been set which made the change of scenery rather simple.

Once she was done talking and everyone started heading away, Leo threw his sword over his shoulder and continued up the countless stairs until he found the corridor of dorms. Yes, this was where his dorm had been last year. He liked it and the view was spectacular. As he opened the door, he’d notice how the dorm was still empty. Perfect, that meant that it was his once more. Well, his and someone else’s. Leo didn’t really care much for who’d end up in the same room as him and he certainly didn’t mind company.

He put down his suitcase and made himself comfortable in the small, half circled room. It was the top of one of the towers, truly a wonderful little room. Many didn’t like it because of the small size but Leo enjoyed the quaint surrounding. Releasing the angelic blade from its scabbard, Leo gave it a swing before returning it to the sheath. His hands were eager to spar and wield the blade in battle. It would be fun to eventually get the classes started. For now, however, it would be a good idea to get to know the others. Perhaps there were new students who would need some help getting around.

[KatherinWinter]

Katherin carefully made her way to the dorms. There seemed to be people everywhere. Not wanting to bump into anyone her first day she took her time making her way through the crowd. She couldn't wait to meet everyone. She wandered if she would have a roommate. Part of her wanted to have a roommate simply so she would have someone to be with. But part of her didn't want to have a roommate. She needed time to adjust to being around so many people.

[notdeadyet]

Seeing the teacher he had likely just insulted wave at him was a surprise. Synn guessed rude comments must be a regular occurance or something of the sorts, and walked over. He saw the two teachers exchanging coffee, and in his head he heard the voice Well isnt that stereotypical. 2 teachers that cant live without their coffee? and one slurs lies about like a farmer doth spread seed during the spring. Then without his control, his left hand slowly raised, as if to wrap around the throat of dodo. Synn slowed it down, but didnt have any sorts of control.

Than, from the corner of his eye, Synn spotted leo. The entity within him was immediately subdued. Without any further attention to the two teachers, Synn walked right past them, and sipped frm the water fountain, pretending that it was his intention for raising his left hand all along. He followed Leo up the halls, and up the towers into the dorm areas. Shortly after Leo went into his dorm, Synn walked to the doorway. His eyes were focused in on Leo, in such a way it might even seem menacing. He stopped it. I know it... but how... who is he? "Who are you?" Synn said, rather rudely. He didnt care for being friends, he wanted answers. It was the whole reason he was even at this academy. Whether Leo knew what he did or how he did it, or not, Synn intended to find answers... even if it meant prying about Leo's brain by hand.

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Headmistress Chin, seeing Synn's performance walks up to the two teachers. it dosnt take her too long to get across the hall, but long enough that just about anybody would be able to see her approach. "Professor Dodo, Professor Alastair, your attention for but a moment. I have for you your first assignments of this year." She smiles as if giving you work is a good thing. "I need you two, to watch 2 students in particular. Neither of them seem to boast any proud level of self control, based from what ive seen, and what is in their paperwork. Romeo Golden, and Synn are to be watched closely. Report any suspicious behavior to me or the other headmasters. If they seem to have an outbreak of unreasonable levels, place them in detention." Detention... what a dreadfull thing on this campus. There were 3 levels of detention, all of which had a strange aura that nullified powers. The first level was simple. you sat in a classroom designated for detentions for an hour or so, or until the teacher got bored. This was the friendliest level. Level 2 was in the school dungeons. It isnt much different from level 1, but you do this one alone. The first level you at least had the comfort of other troublemakers around you. Also the lighting was dimmer, and the cells didnt smell that grand, due to a student or two being forgotten in there, and peeing themselves eventually. Level 3 was the worst. You were taken off campus for one evening with either a headmaster, the teacher who assigned the detention, or the groundskeeper. They marched you out to the creepier part of the forest and made you run errands with them. Often times, level 3 led to recieving missions that were dangerous or troublesome, and as mentioned much earlier, the school was leniant on their death policy.

"Can you two men do that, or should I simply have Mr. G do it when he gets here?" There was a hint of a threat in her tone, but since she is sooo monotoned, it was difficult to pick up.

[DragonBeastMode]

Did she, is that? What the hell, that many deaths? They have an average of missing kids and deaths. My dad didn't tell me that part of this Academy. ~That's why you need me, I can turn all your enemies into ashes.~ Shut your mouth, right now! I don't need you if I did; I would die before I let you out. The school other then that, they do have a lot of different things I could do. I wonder if I could do 4 alethic classes. Sparring is a elective class so there's one. 3 more, ummm I wonder what sports they have. I'll find out tomorrow; right now I need to find my room. These stairs must lead to the dorms I'm guessing. "Who are you?" Does that guy have bandages all over his body? ~Don't judge, just ask him where are the rooms.~ Don't tell me what to do! Besides he seems busy talking or yelling at that kid with the sword earlier. ~Just do it already!~ "Hey guy! Do you know where Room 616 is? I'm new here, so it'll take me like 80 years to find my room on my own. " This dude kind of looked out of place, but for some reason I didn't feel uneasy about him. ~This guy I like him, he seems...~ Will you shut up already! "Hey! Did you hear me?" Woo! When I touched his arm I felt a burning feeling. That wasn't my normal heat feeling that I get anytime I touch someone, but it felt stronger or something. This day just gets weirder and weirder for me.

[Dandanken]

After getting bored of his little audience, Yakumo left the roof and cast a few little spells that soon paid of when he finally get to more crowded part of academy. People unintentionally went of his way and he smiled a little, being only person to know his little victory. As he walked near information board he learned his new lesson plan and finally get information about his dorm and room. Well this day was pointless. Maybe next day will be more interesting. He went to his room in silence to prepare himself for his school live.