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God is in his heaven. (An Evangelion RP).

Woo, can't wait! Hey where do you guys get the EVA images. I only found the one I used from browsing DeviantArt... maybe I didn't search properly

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All set for the time skip :)

God is in his heaven. (An Evangelion RP).

Eastern Standard Time :)

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Leotamer said Alexander

Auguste's eyes widened at being called « Mr Arazm ». Heavens, he never could get used to it. Usually the self-replenishing pastry box of pastries cut the formality by at least fifty percent, but alas it was too late; that mundane pig of a Mr Petrie was most likely hidden away in some dark corner scoffing down every last of his precious culinary creations crying over his failed marriage...

August was not normally one for gossip, but he would do anything to earn an extra serving of lamb tagliatelle in red wine sauce from Mrs Cauldry, the head chef... Sadly, it meant he had to endure all the chirping that went through the grapevine concerning the Academy's staff. Enough digression.

« Please... And I mean PLEASE! Call me Oggie or Auguste. Mr Arazm just doesn't suit me. You're right though, I don't use conventional applications of magic. At least not ninety percent of the time. I would be glad to tell you about it sometime, if it interests you. »

The inquiry about the stables and his companions made Auguste smile. The boy was special. Aside from the fact he had stopped himself from telling Auguste his real name, that is. He had a « spark », a « je ne sais quoi ». Curiosity, relative honesty and concern for others : the makings of a fantastic Magistrava!

« Of course I know where the stables are. I would be delighted to bring you there and meet your pets. Just to make sure I was clear, I'm a guidance counselor slash mentor, slash tutor, slash friend-when-in-need. » Oggie beamed a genuine smile at the boy and directed him down a pathway which snaked around the left of the academy to the stable grounds.

God is in his heaven. (An Evangelion RP).

Fine then! Don't be a father figure! Discard all these children's love a PISS ON IT!



P.S.

That's just me being silly, don't take it seriously :P

God is in his heaven. (An Evangelion RP).

True... true... but he's charged with safeguarding the pilots and has a soft spot for them.

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Was making cake. Be posting soon!

God is in his heaven. (An Evangelion RP).

Six pilots! Angels don't stand a chance!!!!

God is in his heaven. (An Evangelion RP).

OMG IT'S OUR MISATO!!!

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Leotamer said Alexander

Auguste bolted to the side of the student he had effectively « eclaired ». To his great dismay, he found it to be a new girl. Luckily, however, she and her friends were laughing it off. « Hi! Well, I guess this is one way to introduce myself... My name is Auguste Arazm. But call me Oggie. I'm a faculty member. Officially, I'm a guidance counselor, by just think of me as a big brother on campus. I actually tutored newer students during my specialization studies, so if you want some help understanding classes, I'm the guy to go to! Your seniors are great people to get help from too, but during exam seasons they won't have much time for you. Anywho, let me get that cream off your face. » Oggie pulled out a pack of wet cloths from his sactchel and used one on the poor girl's cheek. He was afraid the chocolate in her eyebrow wouldn't come out, by it did. Whew.

« Oggie? Why not just magic the mess away? You boast about being specialized and all, but no one's seen you do any spellwork yet. Not like the headmaster. » Aw... What a lovely, snyde, conceited, cute little girl, he thought. That seemed to be students' favourite question. « Why no magic? » The answer always came so easily... « Why use magic? » The unanymous response was « Because it's easier. » To which Auguste would robotically reply « I care too much to take the easy way out. Labors of love are worth the effort. » The children would almost always roll their eyes. The counelor was well aware of his reputation... The faculty knew of his understated might, whereas the students thought of him as soft and almost useless. It was all about the flash nowadays. The bigger explosions, the fancier golems, blah, blah, blah... Auguste's ability to manipulate a spell's foundations often passed for novelty trickery. « Oh well », he thought. It was effective enough for him to dismantle any spell any student tried to cast in the courtyard. It actually happened more often than he liked; students getting into fights and tests of might by trying to cast spells at each other. Or simply practical jokes gone wrong. In any case... « Minimal force applied in the best possible way »... Stanislas' words remained the driving force behind the counselor's actions.

« There we go, all done! Oh. You're quite the pretty girl without chocolate on your face! » A teacher was beckoning the girls to follow him. No doubt they hadn't been given their schedules yet. Oggie shivered : « Don't keep that one waiting. An outsorcerer with obscene Xi reserves might even be too much for me to counter. Have fun! Remember my name if you ever need anything! » He smiled. His job brought him such joy. Mentoring and guiding the young, whether anything he said stuck with them or not, he had done his part by being there for them.

His few seconds of quiet contemplation were interrupted by a sudden « Oi! Oggy! ». He turned and darted in the student's direction. « Well, well, weeeeell! If it isn't Danny Finks! So great to see you. Enjoy your coffee and rest up before the ceremony this evening, you look beat. Cheers! » Auguste turned to the youth now under his care. Freshmen. Ah freshmen. His eyes, though unimpessed, did seem to have some bewilderment. The counselor could feel the remnants of insorcery around the boy... But also something more. What could it be. Hmm. Transcendance. Ouramancy. Fascinating. But there was something more... Lingering energies around the youngster. It wasn't human, it was barely of their world. He suspected Fae, but there was no way of knowing for sure without asking, and Auguste thought best not to.

« So, What's your name? I'm Auguste Arazm, the campus Big Brother. Everyone calls me Oggie. »