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The Ordinary Mythical Academy!

Fis Kalix

With all his thinking and mulling over various possibilities for the best course of action in attaining renown, Fis all but forgot he had already arrived at the designated area. He continued to walk and paid not a single creature- fantastical and powerful in their own might - any mind.

His mumbling continued and only when he felt a surge of energy come from his relic that he had the idea to look around. Oh. So many have already arrived before him. He looked around. There seemed to be a lot of humans, or at least humanoid, being around him. But then their sheer existence screams magic, the relic tells him so. He smiled to himself, which would probably look creepy to anyone elese. This is easier than I thought.

For the first time since he set off for the academy, he looked behind him and locked eyes with the demon. Good. It was following him. Apparently, there was some form of discord happening if he was receiving a power boost from his demon slave. It was interesting.

Ahim

He could feel it. Someone, or something evil is around him. He couldn't say much, but upon arriving at their destination didn't seem that he'd find a spectacle. Few seem to be accompanied by an escort or and entourage, royals most likely. Great beasts and their enormous forms loomed above them. Human and human-like individuals interacting with one another. Aside from the few empty spots of magical absence, the place overflowed with magic.

In fact, Ahim could sense the a few of the people around him had the taint of demonkind. Too bad he would completely smell human and feel human. That Fis boy and his relic was strong to even turn him into human again, but masking his true nature was another feat in itself.

"What shall we do now that we are here? Shall we establish alliances?"

He hated this part of him that it made him want to dig up a corpse and force it to end him. Upon being under someone else's control came his demonic diligence, it was disgusting. While he grumbled in his head, he could see there was a set of twins - two young boys. He hoped they wouldn't be anywhere nears him and Fis.

Humans, or any being really, had uncanny tendencies regarding twins. Especially if they were identical.Asid from their, hair, eyes, and choice for clothing, they were also identical. So those boys and them? Wouldn't be good. Two pairs of twins were bound to attract attention and he had no control of himself most of the time, it would be difficult.

The Ordinary Mythical Academy!

Sh!t I have a lot to catch up. Now I don't know where to insert Fis and Ahim.

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67

Appearance

∟ NAME: Kyril Blanc

∟ FIELD NAME: Birdcage

∟ RANK: 67

∟ CLASS: Safe

∟ GENDER: Male

∟ PHYSICAL PROFILE: Kyril is 6' tall and appears to be a twenty year-old young man. He wears dress shirts with vests and neckties - those are his essentials. Eyes that are perpetually tired is what most remember about him, plus his snow-white hair. At first glance, Ky's mistaken to be a normal person with his clothing choices, he looks more like a businessman than anything else. As he walks, the usual erect posture slumps into one of lousiness. He slouches and drags his feet.

∟ PSYCHOLOGICAL PROFILE: When not sent out on a mission, Ky is sedate and spends his free time sipping coffee or tea, depending on what he fancies at the moment. He gives effort not to move too much and preserves as much energy as possible. Commonly, this would mean his metabolism will slow down and have him gain weight but the energy he saves goes somewhere else - it goes to his ability, which is stored in #70. He responds when spoken to but other than that, he keeps to himself. When in the presence of 68, 69, and 70, his demeanor takes a slight turn as he becomes authoritative. The time spent with at least one of the three will bolster his confidence, and works vice versa.

∟ ABILITIES: He's called birdcage because like his name, he encloses a chosen space with a cage build of his energy. It appears to mimic a gargantuan sized birdcage and glows golden. However, since meeting the other three - 68, 69, and 70 - he's not able to use it by himself effectively. Putting at least two of them with Kyril will increase the strength and duration of his ability. It works on most hydra, up to Loners. However, pitting him against a Collossi with only three of them will not only render his birdcage stupidly ineffective, but will drain unnecessary energy from the three of them. It has not been done before but it is believed that putting the four of them together will hold at least one Collossi in place for a decent amount of time.

∟ WEAKNESSES: Before his involvement with 68, 69, and 70, he was able to activate his power on his own; but after the incident, he needs at least two of them to be present to use it properly. His birdcage can be extended as far as he is from the other three. But it also means, the farther they are apart from one another, the longer the power takes to activate and form. Number 69 is not present with them most of the time and so far, his birdcage seems to work with just three of them and without needing to extend to 69. Still, when 69 is awake and not with them when they are sent on a mission, it makes it harder for Birdcage to be activated or be even formed properly.

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Nah, she's fine. One of the character's I'll be posting later will have some sort of similarities with her. Just take note that I just read some CS and I came up with the character without inspiration from the already accepted ones. I adjusted his CS so it won't be like I'm copying two or three CS's into one. She can remain as is, I'm fine with whatever. :D

Mordhaben's Institute for Aspiring Mages [Accepting Applicants!]

I'm liking it already. Thinking up a character now. Will be hitting you up with a PM later.

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I got 66, I can change to something else if you need it.

@Tendo

Oh gosh, that's embarrassing. I'll take 65. It's not a big deal. I'm such an airhead at times.

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@Little Eden @Ruby @Ardent Dawn

Hi, just clarifying before I post my characters' CS. Is it still fine to join? If it's fine, they'll take 66, 67, 68, and 69 respectively.

The Ordinary Mythical Academy!

Fis Kalix

Fis gathered his possessions in his satchel and headed out. He saw no point in informing his remaining family of his departure. They held no ambition and they lived in such an unsavory place that he had no wish to return. They were content with being thieves, stealing possessions of others to feed themselves. Well, Fis would be a thief of bodies and magical beings. He'd use them to build up the once feared name of the Kalix.

He walked without a care, the people around him staring. Before, they'd take the chance and mug Fis but upon witnessing what he could do, they knew than to be fools and face a warlock. They still had doubts but seeing a man decompose right before their eyes wasn't an illusion. It was real and they had to accept it.

In silence, he wondered what would happen to him in the academy. Would he gain more power and put more others in his command? Or would he find a rival, someone to stand in his way. He mulled it over as someone that can be only seen as his dark haired twin trailed behind.

Ahim

The boy finally got his acceptance letter and the two of them were heading into the meeting place. While he could transform into his true form, with Fis' permission, he wasn't able to fly. He could hover a few feet but that was all. The academy was supposed to be high up the skies and it was better they meet up with the others. It would be faster to just let him back into his true form and bring the two of them there, but Fis was ignoring his existence.

The young warlock walked carelessly, letting hungry men and women to trail their eyes on him. He didn't bring much but the relic was in his hands, absently being stroked. Fis was obviously obsessed with the thing but Ahim couldn't tell him that. He wouldn't know what the boy would do to him.

Every now and then, Ahim would get an incredulous look from the onlookers. He understood why. From what little time had been in this plane, Fis had been born by himself and definitely not a twin. He had a few siblings but none looked like him. But to see someone as an identical copy to Fis, with only dark hair and bit noticeable ghostly pink and gray eyes, the bafflement was normal.

Ahim wanted to protest but he couldn't. He wanted to hum or even murmur a few random things but he couldn't. Fis' control on him was very strong he couldn't do what he wanted. And that's what he hated the most. Soon, he'll be free again. Soon.

But first, accompany the boy to the academy.

The Ordinary Mythical Academy!

@The One

Ey, Fis will have a pet later on, is that fine that I don't put the pet yet?

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@Aristocles

Okay! I'll post mine later. Does the face claim need to be an illustration/anime or can it be a real person?