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@Regitnui@baraquiel

Your responses are up. Enjoy!

@Zelosse

Is that style of posting satisfactory? Still shaking off some rust here.

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Jeanne d' Luc - Potential

@baraquiel

Idly she watched on as the students went about showing off what they could do. Like a hawk, she waited for light users to appear, and it never seemed to take too long. In a brilliant fireworks show, the first to show her prowess in the pits was a first year students, and her display was enough to get Jeanne to abscond from where she stood.

Ever neatly, she strode across the proving grounds with her hands still neatly folded behind her back in parade rest, with boots barely making a sound on the fresh grass, until she finally stood at the edge of the fresh prospect's pit.

The golden, hawkish gaze of the teacher quickly found the girl at the bottom, and the echo of her gauntlet laden hands applauding slowly in approval. With a light smile across rosy tiers spreading as her voice finally echoed into the depths.

"Well done," she offered. "But not good enough. Good morning, and I believe it is necessary to hopefully push you to your limits."

Pivoting around to climb down the ladder as well, she actually kept her grasp loose and she slid down the length of before landing and turning back to face the girl. Kicking some dust off her boots, her hands neatly folded behind her back once more.

"My name is Professor Jeanne d' Luc," she began, having already taking note of the girl's weariness. "And I am the basic and advanced Light Theory instructor on campus. If you pass this exam, I will be your teacher and mentor." Glimpsing upward at the dove, a slender eyebrow raised upon her gaze's return tp Freya as she then continued.

"You have the power necessary to join the academy," Jeanne stated. "But what of your conviction?" Her head canted to one side, as tresses of gold umfurled to hang close to the ground. "Just one display and you're already at risk of exhaustion. In my classes, you will be subject to rigorous training and discipline alike, and not everyone, not even some third years are worthy of graduation."

Turning back towards the ladder and taking hold of it, she gave one nonchalant glimpse back at Freya over her shoulder. "I will give you reprieve until I step out of the pit, once I have exited, duplicate your display, but with twicefold the brilliance. Once I return after you have accomplished such, if you have not fainted from exhaustion, you will be worthy to join the ranks of my students."

Quickly climbing up, and she strode away from Freya's pit, heading for a second spot where another light user showed potential. She knew all too well that the task she asked of Freya was nigh impossible, but that is what she wanted. The clue was in her wording, she asked to test her mettle, her conviction. Not her power.

All she needed to do was to try what she knew was impossible, even if it briefly cost her consciousness.

@Regitnui

With a dazzling multicolored display coming from the pit she was walking towards, she was soon brought to view Zeke's art. At first a light frown creased her lips, but it did not hold.

"Beautiful." Her voice reached clearly to the boy's ears as she climbed down to greet him. "But you have not shown the necessary raw power to join the academy. While you have wonderful control of your element despite being a first year recruit, it is not enough"

Like the girl before, she would remain absolutely regal in her stance and introduction. "My name is Professor Jeanne d' Luc, and I am the proprietor of both basic and advanced light theory classes." One hand slipped from behind her back and cast itself loosely to her side. Thin lines of light traced through the air, creating a long, pointed shape before filling completely with blinding radiance.

"While behind the walls of the academy, you will learn to harness your element in ways you might not have ever even imagined before." She began steadfastly, "for example, when I was your age, I never imagined I could compress light so tightly, that it would harder than steel." The blade was raised and then thrust into a large nearby stone down to just barely above the hilt, and she headed back towards the ladder.

"Show me you have the strength, the power to remove that sword from the stone...and return it to me." Smoothly she was lifted into the air as she spoke her final words. "Today, it will be heavier than anything you have ever lifted. Pick it up, scale the walls of the pit, and return my blade to me. Show me your strength and discipline. If you accomplish this, you will be worthy to join the ranks of my students."

If the boy would draw near to the sword in stone, he would see that searing heat seemed to radiate off of it. To the touch against bare skin it would be absolutely scalding. Somehow, despite its massive weight and heat, he would have to navigate the blade from where it was dug in, to the teacher who was now slowly returning back towards where she had left Freya with her task.

Just what or who would she in Freya's pit?

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@Regitnui this is about raw strength, not so much the fine tuned use of the element.

@Zelosse

Ah, good to know. Less of refined, more of raw power. Gotcha, good to know that's what I should be looking for.

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@Feisty-Pants Oh, but that is his power...

@Regitnui

Then hop to it, ya bum.

Ah, a Light User already posted. Wunderbar. How to respond to that...

Expect something tonight, @baraquiel.

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@Zelosse Would Zeke drawing something be considered adequate, if unusual? My first instinct is that he paint a mural on the walls and floor of the pit.

@Regitnui

I think that he should be using his powers, not drawing. O.o

The first of many IC posts is up. I'm aware that the objective is rather vague so worry not; theres really no wrong answer. You all have an idea of what your character can do with their powers so show us! Have a little fun with it.

This is only part one of three, so please don't go overboard.

Teachers! Do what a teacher would do, and shower compliments down upon those who have completed the objective. Offer advice, praise the display, or fret over their safety. Its all about interaction right now.

@Zelosse

Aye aye, cap'n!

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@Feisty-Pants let's see if she can find Zeke.

@Regitnui

Well, let's hope that Zeke makes an impression. XD

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@Feisty-Pants assuming you've read the ic a bit and can follow along, yes

@Zelosse

I think I followed mostly, there was a little spat at the gym, but things have moved forward to the proving grounds.

Also, posted. ^_^;

It's a bit short for what I usually do, but as I haven't posted anything significant in just under a year, I'm shaking off a bit of rust.

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Jeanne d'Luc - Theories

When the earliest rays of the sun came through the windows of her classroom, Jeanne arrived at work. With a fountain pen held concisely betwixt her fingertips, she perused the lesson plans she had written through a set of half-moon spectacles. In blissful silence she took some cliffnotes, indicated places where she believed the necessary techniques needed to be stressed.

Being the newest teacher of the academy meant only one thing: she had to prove herself, and quickly at that.

A dip of the pen brought too hastily to paper would leave a small trail of stray onyx droplets that caused a corner of her rosy lips to crease in distaste, but there was little that could be done about the measure. Mumbling from the hallways arrived at long last; a dull, monotone roar of hundreds of mixed voices, which indicated the student body had begun to arrive.

She must make haste.

It was necessary to patrol the hallways on the first day. A commendable teacher is a vigilant one after all, as Jax had always told her. For certainly most students came with good intention to learn; but others, like she so many years ago, still had some behaviors and tendencies that needed to be adjusted. For even the ugliest seed could blossom into a rose, given the time and oppprtunity.

With the scratching of the pen across the paper in finality, the book was clasped shut, and the buckle to maintain such tightly drawn.

Smoothly as a still pond, the chair slid out from behind her desk, and the pronounced click of her plated soles alerted those nearby of her cadence. It was to both warn and intimidate, but as she opened the door, she was not met with fear, but with awe. For she finally stepped into the true sunlight, a brilliant radiance was cast over her hair as the blonde locks seemed practically alight. Bronze eyes which burned with conviction studied the faces of students to be, and then without another word she made her way down the hallway amid countless whispers.

Neatly, her hands folded just over the small of her back, and the incessant click of her walk warned lagging students to move out of her way. Like Moses to the sea, she divided them, moving casually along her way unimpeded by their social hour.

Whispers followed, and little more. Ruminations on whether or not she was a student or faculty due to her youthful appearance, but all ceased as she entered the proving grounds, and stood near the other faculty quietly. Dividing herself away from the students, yet feeling so out of place amongst her peers, she waited with due trepidation for the trials to begin.

It left her wondering, which students would show potential with Light? A hint of a smile tugged at the corners of her lips, a serene expression as how she recalled her own entry examination. She could only hope to fill Jax's shoes in a way that he would approve as he did then.

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Name: Jeanne d' Luc
Age: 24 (An Academy Alumni asked to Teach.)
Element: Light
Appearance:
Without Armor:


Personality: Fierce, Defiant, but similarly full of hope. Quick of wit, but seemingly cold of heart when it comes to those who attempt to get close to her. In her dreams, nightmares persist of the darkness that lingers within her soul, no matter how desperately she tries to vanquish it with a blaze of light. A place where she, an Angel of Light, of Hope, is haunted by the spectre of death. Because of of this, her vigilance is a near constant, as if she is often a Knight that is on guard. This can give her a external persona that is a little stiff, perhaps even awkward, but as a teacher she cares deeply for her students; regardless of their elements. However, if one sought to dig deep enough, a kind, matronly girl would be found, despite her younger age. Other aspects include:

Pensive: Thanks to Jax, Jeanne went from being a wild thief to a studious woman. During her time off, she is just as much likely to be found in her quarter's study as she is to be found helping students practice. Sometimes, silence is golden and allows one to think.

Empathetic: Due to her struggles in her youth, Jeanne can often relate to students who come from troubled backgrounds, and will often reach out to them to try and help. Just like what happened to her.

Discipline: Thanks to a mindset gifted to her by one of the retired staff, she holds discipline, perhaps even militaristic discipline as a key for focusing and mastering an element. She was raised as such, and will impart the same upon those she teaches.

With Great Power Comes Great Responsibility: As she grew in power and prowess, Jeanne came to learn that the essence of a good person is to stand for others who cannot stand for themselves, regardless of what they believe or think of her. They may despise or loathe her as an elementalist, but she will not hesitate to try and stop the blood of innocents being spilled, even at the cost of her own.

Defiance: Even against any odds, Jeanne holds her own honor to the highest discretion. If challenged, she will not back down; even if it is an enemy with greater power than her own.

Inspired: Jeanne is incredibly well read in the legends of the land, and the heroes it describes. She believes that she, the faculty, as well as the students are very much akin to the heroes of old and have a greater purpose, even if it may not be defined quite yet.

History: When it came to those who harnessed light, there are few more enigmatic than the Academy's famous Knight. She was brought to the academy as an orphan who caused naught but trouble with her rudementary use of light. Having lived a life where she had to steal to survive and eat, the sharp change to becoming a student wrought much confusion in her first year at the academy.

If it were not for Jax Razor, one of the teachers, recognizing her potential, she might not have graduated.

Where other students were given their weapons, Jeanne's potential allowed her to create hers. Where others wielded knives, maces, and bows; Jeanne forged her own weapon from pure light. Where others would cause bursts and eruptions of light, she molded and shaped it to her will. At first it was just a sword, but as her studies and disciplines continued, it became much more as she learned to create a shield, and even soft fabric out of woven light. With the Jax's guidance, she grew to be able to summon and dismiss such items at will, and in just a few seconds.

It grew until she found her current precipice, where she could conjure up to three swords in the air. Blazing blades of light which moved and attacked or defended to her will. As her successes and fame both grew, so did her prowess, which only manufactured fear, awe, and envy when she fought in both practice and in reality.

Many would describe it as watching an Angel bringing the wrath of God upon her foes.

Upon her graduation, Jax gifted her with an invitation. A chance to teach at the very academy that had shaped her life for the better. An invitation that she took up joyously without regret. For it was her home, and her family alike. Each of her students are treated as such, and in her two years of teaching, she has never looked back.

Equipment: None, she creates it.

Class Taught: Basic and Advanced Light Theory

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I'm gonna assume liferusher isn't gonna speak up and just say that you're officially accepted. Welcome aboard!

@Zelosse

Thank you! So I now have permission to post?