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The Grand Magisterium (Accepting new players)

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The Grand Magisterium (High Fantasy/Academy)

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St. Fortuna's Academy for the Higher Arts

Monty

Monty sat, sipping his coffee contentedly when he heard the familiar voice of Nancy. A quick glance around showed that Felicity hadn't arrived yet, but he wasn't too put off by that, he had Nancy after all. And although he was worried about Felicity's partner, he pushed the thoughts aside. Felicity could take care of herself. Focusing back on Nancy, he flashed a smile and waved a little with his fork.

"Oh, hey Nancy! Good to see you! You look...tired"

Nancy always looked a bit frightening in the mornings, her goth appearance didn't help much. Monty himself had been told he could be off putting in the mornings as well, with it being much too early in the day to warrant such happiness. But he couldn't help but be excited by the prospect of a new day, now that had not only his sister and friends but also a partner! Oh right, partners, he should ask Nancy how her introduction with her own went.

"Things are going pretty good! My partner and I got done unpacking last night, it was a bit difficult, he had a lot of boxes. He's, uh, interesting." His thoughts ran back to his partners slightly odd behavior and the confrontation with his maid. "He seems very nice though! I invited him to join us for breakfast, he said he'd be here-" Monty cut himself off as the very person he had been speaking of approached them.

"Good morning Regis!" Monty flashed him a smile, only for it to morph into an expression of confusion. Regis had asked about a delinquent? What delinque- Oh. Ohhh, that's who he meant. Monty grimaced, panicking slightly as he searched for a way to defuse the situation before it got worse.

"Nope! No, uh, not at all!" He waved his hands quickly, attempting to show Regis that everything was fine. "See, this is Nancy! She's the one I told you about earlier, she's great friends with Feli and I. Nancy, meet Regis. He's my partner. Uh, Regis, buddy, everything fine! Why don't you sit with us?"

He turned in his seat to face Nancy, giving her a strained smile. Well, introductions were going well. Yup, things were just great. Not awkward at all. God, where was Felicity when you needed her? She always knew how to turn a situation like this right again.

Another boy Monty didn't recognize came and sat at their table with and began speaking, drawing Monty out of his totally not panicking. Well he didn't personally know the new boy, it was possible he knew either Nancy or Regis, and even if not Monty was never one to deny the opportunity for more friends. Who knows, maybe the boy just felt lonely, either way, Monty turned to face him with a half smile.

"Oh, good morning! Uh yeah, at least I am for sure." He thought about offering a handshake, but decided it might be too formal for the setting and settled on a small wave at the other boy instead. "I'm Monty Goldberg by the way."

Suddenly, he remembered what he had wanted to tell his friend and turned to face her. "Oh yeah! Nancy, I'm taking cooking this year, and Regis is too! Although I doubt he needs it, he says he can cook already, along with tons of other cool stuff." He sat back and grinned, rubbing the back of his neck. He hoped he hadn't sounded too excited or weird, he was just happy he hand't gotten someone completely rude or crazy. He'd heard of some partners who spent the year not being able to stand each other, and although he highly doubted there could be anyone in the school who was as horrible as some rumors suggested, he couldn't help but be relieved.

"And what about you two?" He asked, addressing Nancy and the boy who had joined their table. "What did you decide on for electives?"

@Nyahoo@Discontent@onenote

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Beatrice

Bee gave no response other than a similar grunt to her best friend as Richard sat down with her, looking as tired as she felt. She was content to continue drinking her coffee and making her way through breakfast in silence, at least until the two of them became more coherent than they were at the moment. She was used to the morning ritual, and knew Richard wouldn't stop being an even grumpier than usual zombie until he'd finished a certain amount of coffee. She herself wasn't much of a morning person, but her usual energy would kick back in with enough time and caffeine. The familiarity of the scene was comforting in a way, easing away the nervousness she felt at the return of school and the sacramentum.

It didn't last for long however, as she slowly remembered the previous evening and following morning. The silence was broken as she groaned loudly and dropped her head into her hands. The evening had gone fine, she had chosen horticulture for an elective, but it was the morning that had her embarrassed. She had just left, without a word to Jeanette! She was fairly sure that was considered rude in most places. Like, everywhere. Ugh, and she had been trying to make a good impression! Letting out another groan, she brought her face out from under her arms slightly to look at her friend.

"Richard, I think I screwed up with my partner. I just left this morning, without saying anything! Now she's going to think I'm some rude girl with no knowledge of social conventions! Which just adds another level of awkwardness to our already really awkward introduction." Running one hand through her hair, she huffed a sigh and pouted. "I'm hoping you had a better introduction with your partner? You looked pretty nervous, how did it go?"

@Invader Len

St. Fortuna's Academy for the Higher Arts

Ah crap forgot mentions. @Discontent

Anyway, scene change is up!

St. Fortuna's Academy for the Higher Arts

Dining Hall

Monty

Monty suddenly awoke to the incessant beeping of his alarm clock, placed on the nightstand next to his bed and currently vibrating. The neon green lights blinked out the form 6:30 am and burned to look at. He simply blinked at the ceiling for a minute, still caught up in the fog of sleep, before pushing himself to sit up with a yawn and batting at his alarm until it turned off. He stretched, wincing slightly at the way his body ached. He didn't regret his offer of help to Regis, but damn were the boxes he had spent the previous day hefting around heavy. He hadn't paid much attention to their contents, not wanting to pry, but he was fairly sure that most of it wasn't necessary despite Regis' claims. The other boy certainly was an interesting one. A little odd, but Monty was sure it was just the nervousness that accompanied first meetings. Plus, they had a lot in common, and he seemed nice enough, so Monty was sure the year wouldn't be bad at all.

He smiled to himself and hummed a cheery tune as he got to neatening the blankets and sheets until he was satisfied with how they looked. The menial task presented the perfect opportunity to get his thoughts in order and prepare for the day, so he took the chance to run through his schedule. Everyone had the same schedule, up until electives, where usually one would have the choice of two. However it seemed this year was an exception to that, with the choice having been reduced to two as the volunteers had reminded Monty and his partner the previous day. He wasn't completely sure on how it would work for everyone, but he trusted in the staff to do what was best. After all, it was St. Fortuna's, everyone who was employed there had to know what they were doing.

Now that the bed was done, the next thing on his list was physically getting himself ready for the day. First things first, a shower. He made his way over to the bathroom, placed in between the two halves of the room. After stepping inside and shutting the door leading to his room behind him, he began shucking his sleeping clothes, folding them and placing them into a neat pile. He turned the shower faucet and stepped into the cold stream of water, waiting for it to warm, which it quickly did. He rinsed quickly, only taking a few minutes to shower before shutting off the shower and stepping back into the bath room, slinging a towel around his waist and going to the mirror. St. Fortuna's had provided soap, shampoo and conditioner as well as most other necessities, but they didn't provide razors or shaving cream so Monty had brought his own. It hadn't been a problem the previous year, but now he needed to shave every so often or be forced to deal with the pathetic facial hair that came with being a teenage boy. He grabbed his shaving cream and spread it over his face and neck, before carefully using the razor to remove it and washing his face again. Next he brushed his teeth and ran a comb through his hair, looking at himself in the mirror to make sure everything was in order.

He walk back into his room and began rooting through his wardrobe, putting away his pajama's in one drawer and grabbing his uniform clothes from others. Once properly dressed he grabbed his textbooks, which every student had been sent over the summer, and shoved them into his bag before quickly slinging it over his shoulder. He glanced over at the clock which now displayed 6:45 am in it's blinking green lettering. Breakfast started at 7:00, but between walking to the dining hall and finding Felicity and Nancy, it would probably be just enough time. Mind made up, he walked over to the sliding wall separating him and his partner and knocked three times. He didn't know if his partner was up, he would hope so, but either way the knocking should catch his attention.

"Hey Regis? I'm gonna head to the dining hall to find my sister and friends." He paused for a moment, thinking, before continuing with, "You're welcome to join us for breakfast, Felicity and Nancy are pretty friendly."

With that said, he walked out of the room, making his way down the hallways to the dining hall. He wasn't sure whether Regis would take it or not, but it was an open offer. He really did want to get along with his partner this year, and he would already be spending a lot of time with, so it made sense to invite him. If he accepted or not wasn't Monty's problem. He paused at the entrance to the dining hall, looking around. It was just as grand as the rest of the building, with stained glass windows, luxurious crystal chandeliers, long oak tables, and the busts and portraits of famous mages, familiars, saints and historical figures. Ulfred the Bear, hero of Bärwald, Emperor Faustinius the III of Lupinia, and in a fabulous painting, the founder herself, St. Fortuna, the wandering mage and patron saint of education.

Done marveling, he began eying the crowds, searching. He couldn't find either his sister or Nancy, so he got in line to the buffet like set up. Crepes with creme and fruit and chocolate sauce, and a cup of cafe au lait, also with creme and sugar. He sat down at an empty table and pulled out his phone, content to wait for Felicity and Nancy, seeing as he couldn't't find them anywhere in the hall at the moment, but he didn't't even know if they were there. He supposed he'd just have to wait and see.

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Beatrice

An aggravating beeping noises interrupted Beatrice's sleep, and her first semi-coherent thought was regret at ever setting the damn thing. Now it had stolen away her sleep, the most precious commodity in this world. How dare it, what right did it have. Of course, if she didn't set the alarm she would sleep through breakfast and miss food, the second most precious thing in the world. Begrudgingly she rose from bed, groaning loudly. She restrained herself from murdering the alarm clock, instead simply turning it off, albeit with a little more force than necessary.

Once up, she shuffled her way over to the wardrobe, shedding her pajamas and exchanging them for a clean uniform. She dragged herself into the bathroom, brushing through her mess of hair and securing a lock with her butterfly pin. After brushing her teeth and making sure she looked less dead than necessary, she left the bathroom and clearly grabbed her belongings, haphazardly shoving them into her bag. Only just remembering to grab her phone, she headed out of her room to the dining hall.

She was much too drowsy still to stop and take in the dining hall, instead shuffling like a dead person towards the breakfast line. Bacon and eggs, nearly drowned in hot sauce, and a cup of coffee. She plopped herself down at a table, and sipped her coffee contentedly, feeling slightly more awake. Mornings were definitely not her thing, that was a given. But eventually the strength of the coffee and the spice from her meal would wake her up, and she was sure Richard would show up soon.

St. Fortuna's Academy for the Higher Arts

@Nyahoo Looks good, you're accepted! As for your ability, you get Copy! Copy is an Enigma Ability, an extremely rare Ability type! Copy allows you to copy the Ability of any Familiar! Whoa! Copy has only been recorded a few times in history, and is one of the most sought after abilities! While useless on its own, by touching a nearby Familiar with skin-to-skin contact, you can copy their Ability! However, you can can only hold one power at a time, new touches will overwrite each other, and the power you copy only lasts for one hour. You can only copy a specific person's power once a day, so make sure it counts! In addition, you inherit all the weaknesses of a specific Ability, and you may not be as skilled in its use as the original user. However, this versatility allows you to operate in a wide array of fields, and makes you a force to be reckoned with! Awesome!

As for your partner, seeing as we have messaged @MechonRaptor but have not gotten a reply, we are putting Nathaniel on the waiting list, and in order to move things on as quickly as possible for our upcoming scene change, you will be paired with @onenote's character Nancy. Nancy and Nathaniels de-bonding and Nancy and Luciano's bonding will be off stage, @Nyahoo we will pm you with full details.

In the mean time, you can post Luciano in the character tab, and feel free to join our discord chat at any time if you feel like it, link is right up in the first ooc post!

St. Fortuna's Academy for the Higher Arts

@Nyahoo Thank you! And yes, we still have room! Go ahead and submit a character, we'll review it as soon as possible.

St. Fortuna's Academy for the Higher Arts

Monty

So Regis's parents weren't home often because of work then? They must be very busy then, if they couldn't come home to their child. Monty's own parents were always home in the evenings, save for a few rare occasions were they had a conference or simply had to stay late, and in that case they always called ahead and sometimes even left a sitter. It was hard to relate to his partners situation, it seemed like such an alien concept to him. But it would be very impolite to go nosing into others buisness, so Monty let the subject drop, focusing on the change of conversation instead.

Just as Regis was seemingly reassuring Monty about the Monster Hunting subject, a knock on one of the doors leading into their room interrupted him. Monty watched curiously from his position next to his bed as Regis stormed to the door, seemingly quite annoyed at being interrupted a second time. The boy was complaining about this fact but abruptly cut himself off, apparently recognizing the person at the door if Monty could wager a guess. Monty peered curiously over Regis's shoulder, wondering who it could be, and how his partner knew them.

At the door was a middle aged woman with a very large amount of luggage. Monty felt his eyebrows shoot up, confusion clear on his face. Was that all Regis's things? Why on earth did he bring so much? What could one even need, when almost everything was provided. Maybe the other boy had some very important possessions he couldn't bear to part with? Whatever the reason, Monty wasn't to judge. It was none of his business anyway he told himself, attempting to quell his curiosity and outright incredulity by folding and putting away his clothes.

Although apparently it had something to do with rocks according to the woman, which garnered his attention once again. The mention of rocks seemed to bother Regis judging by the look the boy threw Monty's way and his stammered remark about it being figurative. Monty simply smiled calmly at the other boy, amused and rather confused. Was Regis embarrassed about rocks? But why? He continued pondering this as his partner escorted the woman and himself outside. After finding no reasonable answers to his questions, he gave up and resolved to ask Regis later.

It was hard to eavesdrop on the barely muffled conversation going on through the wall, but he managed to ignore most of it by organizing the rest of his luggage. Eventually his mind wandered, and he thought back on the events of the day, a content smile making itself at home on his face. So far, everything had gone rather smoothly, ignoring a few bumps. He had a seemingly rather nice, if not a little strange partner, and he looked forward to the rest of the year. His thought drifted back to Felicity, wondering once again how she was doing, and to Nancy. He hadn't seen who her partner was, but he hoped they got along. Nancy looked rather intimidating, and at first glance people often assumed the worst, but she was a genuinely sweet young woman. Monty was glad to have her in his life.

Monty startled slightly as Regis came back into the room, carrying his luggage with him. Quickly pushing himself off of the bed, Monty walked over to his partner, slightly concerned for the other boys safety. The boy really did have a large amount of boxes, and the thought of how heavy it must be made Monty cringe. The expression was quickly replaced with another bout of confusion at the mention of maids and then the reference to his luggage, before realization and a bit of amusement washed over him as he put together what Regis was talking about.

"Uh no actually, I can't say I do. We never really had maids at home. I mean, we have a cleaning lady who comes in every once in a while, but other than that we do most of the work around the house. We all clean, mom usually cooks, sometimes dad. We live in a penthouse so there's also building staff, but we don't really have a need of our own personal staff." He rubbed the back of his neck in thought, before nodding decisively. That was it, they never had need for more than just that.

"And as for my bags, this is all. I only brought what I needed, since we get most of the rest already. So just some essentials, clothes, some personal things." He cocked his head in thought, mentally going through all that he had brought. It wasn't much, but almost everyone else had about the same amount with a few exceptions, such as that boy Felicity was partnered with, and now his own partner. He glanced over to Regis and his boxes, curious despite himself. "What about you? Not to be rude, you just have a lot with you. Do you, uh, need some help carrying or unpacking? They look... heavy."

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Beatrice

Beatrice huffed in amusement at her soon to be partners statement, grinning up at Jeanette. She seemed like a rather nice girl, and Beatrice again felt a spark of anger at the rudeness earlier displayed. But that was in the past now, and at least it mean that whatever impression she left on Jeanette definitely wouldn't be as bad as that. As the other girls had laid on top of hers, Beatrice clasped it in her own atop the podium, and the druids began to work. She felt the slight trembling and squeezed lightly, wanting to comfort Jeanette but not wanting to embarrass her by pointing it out. The druids completed the ritual normally, and Beatrice shivered slightly at the tingle the mark caused as it formed on her hand. She withdrew her hand from Jeanette's, and grinned down at it. This was it, she was bonded!

She happily walked off stage, almost skipping, and looked over her shoulder at her new partner as she bent down and grabbed the handle to her bag.
"Well then, what's say we be off, out of these lovely peoples hair?" She gave a cheeky grin of her own, before focusing on her bag. With strength very out of place for someone of her size, she hefted it up with only slight difficulty.

@Raijinslayer@Discontent

St. Fortuna's Academy for the Higher Arts

Monty

Monty perked up at his partners choice of elective, completely missing the other boys verbal blunder. So he liked cooking too? And he was good at it? Maybe he would like to meet Nancy, they could talk about cooking. Monty would have to introduce them to each other. This was great, they were gonna be great friends! He could feel his excitement for the year ahead growing. He could barely remember why he was so nervous about this in the first place, he doubted he would be stuck with anyone he hated anyway. And Regis seemed like a very nice boy, so there was nothing to worry about now.

His thoughts drifted back to Felicity, wondering how her meeting with her partner was going. The boy seemed a bit, well, shady, but Felicity seemed to like him. And he had been rather friendly towards them both. Maybe things wouldn't be so bad after all. Abruptly he remembered the announcement about monster hunting and paused. While he himself and even Felicity would be fine in the class, he didn't know if that was the case for his partner. Although the other boy claimed to have some very handy skills, it was different running around and dealing with monsters, some of which would be hostile. That wouldn't be good for all of the students, although they couldn't much help it now that the class was mandatory. He chewed on his lower lip, eyebrows scrunching together in concern. He would have to ask and make sure his partner would be alright.

As Monty tuned back into the current situation he realized Regis was speaking. He shook himself and went back to listening, it was rude to ignore someone, his mother would be very disappointed if she ever found out he kept doing that. Which was very unlikely to be honest, he doubted she could read minds, but just the image of her face when she scolded him for being rude was enough to make him more alert. At Regis's mentioning of child protective services, Monty quickly threw his hands up in what he hoped was a placating act.

"Oh no! No no, I would never! I mean, unless they were like, actually being abusive or neglectful because that's illegal, but highly doubt that's it." Hopefully his partner was able to decode his babbling, he doubted he was making much sense. He took a calming breath and forced himself to slow down. "I was just curious, and a bit confused. My parents are home fairly often, so it was just a bit odd to hear that you were alone enough to teach yourself that kind of stuff."

He rubbed the back of his neck, feeling awkward once again. Back at square one then. Carefully lifting his suitcase, he walked over to one of the beds and set it down. As he unlocked it and began carefully unpacking, he racked his mind for something to change the subject with. Eventually he remembered his earlier concerns regarding the electives, and turned to face his partner, slightly less stiff than he was a few moments ago. Mundane actions like unpacking helped calm his nerves a bit.

"Oh, by the way, will you be alright in monster hunting? I have some experience, not much, but I can help you if you need anything." He asked, still absently sorting items onto his bed. "Not that I think you do, but I heard the class is a bit tough, not to mention the teacher..."

Beatrice

The room remained a deathly silent, all eyes on Loyola and the offending girl. Then, quietly, he turned to one of the teachers present near the podium, a blocky man in his forties, beckoning him forwards.
"Please escort miss Vrodiskovich from the premises, and contact her father. The subject of her refund can be settled at a later date, but for this moment, this event is holding up the proceedings." he ordered, his voice quiet, yet icily cold. The teacher nodded swiftly, and in a fluid motion, pulled Franceska from the podium and bustled her out the door. Students moved aside and gave them a wide berth, the entire scene happening so quickly, there was hardly room for fuss.

As the doors closed behind the departing pair, Loyola turned to Jeanette and the other students looking stern and sympathetic.
"My apologies for the scene. On occasion, there are those who feel as though their status elevates them above others, and disregard the very nature of this academy and our focus on teamwork. Let this serve as a warning to the rest of you. Your background, breeding, or family wealth matters very little to us here at St. Fortuna's. Once you enter our hallowed halls, you are no longer the son of a shoemaker, or daughter of an aristocrat. You are a student of the academy, and you are here to learn and grow beyond your station, whatever it may be, towards a higher purpose. You will find that the faculty has little patience for those who brazenly disregard all that we stand for. In return for the ample opportunities provided here, we expect maturity, dignity, and exemplary conduct from all of you! You are no longer mere children today. Today, you take your first step into adulthood, and with the privileges of age come the responsibilities. If you find you cannot conduct yourself in a way that would make our academy proud, then this is not the place for you." he finished, before solely turning to the Druids behind him.

After a moment's hushed discussion, the headmaster turned back to the podium, making an adjustment to his list. He cleared his throat, before calling out the next name.

"Beatrice Quincy!"

As Beatrice watched in a mixture of shock and amusement at the situation in front of her, the only thought running through her mind was 'Oh crap'.

At first it had been just the average noble with a superiority complex, but it was quickly moving into insanity. Speaking in such a way to Loyola, the head of the school and one of the most well liked and respected man in Prydain was a sure way to get yourself in trouble, probably expelled. What was this girl even thinking? Her predictions came true as the offending girl was quickly escorted off stage. There was an awkward silence afterwards, no one knowing where to look or what to say. Loyola filled the silence with another speech, which gained murmurs of agreement throughout the crowd.

Everything seemed to be going back to normal when the headmaster changed something on the list, and called out a very familiar name. Too familiar. Oh crap, that was her name.

For a moment she froze, not knowing what to do. The most obvious answer was to calm herself and go meet her partner. Now if only she could get her body to obey what her mind was telling it. After that treacherous moment that seemed to last for an hour, which of course it didn't because that would be awfully silly, ended as she gained control of her body again. Composing her face into a friendly smile, she began walking to the stage, only slightly weighed down by her ridiculously large bag which she promptly abandoned at the steps. Once she reached the stage she gave a nod to Loyola and the druids, and turned to her soon to be partner and stuck out her hand for a shake. You can never go wrong with a handshake, that's what her parents told her. Although she doubted that was the absolute truth, and had made a list of all of the situations where it could go wrong, only for her parents to shake their heads fondly (albeit with some frustration from her mother) and tell her it was the principle of it.

"Hey there! So, I guess I'll be your new partner. It's very nice to meet you, but we can probably talk more later. After all, we got a whole year, and I'm pretty sure people are going to start going crazy if this ceremony is held up any longer."
She finished her introduction with a wink and turned back to the druids, looking slightly more serious, and placed her hand on the podium.

@Raijinslayer@Discontent

St. Fortuna's Academy for the Higher Arts

@Melpaws Sorry for the double post, didn't see you there! You can join us at any time, we're pretty much always open, so don't worry about it.