Thedreadpirate

War of Magics

"If you say so" Johnny winked at Suki and Kyla, feeling much more confident in his own skin, now that he had been able to put a little bit of himself into the schools robes, he felt like a businessman wearing a tailored suit, like Iron Man in his armor, he was invincible for a few brief seconds, as he joined the girls, changing his step to match theirs as he did so.

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sooooo, I did a thing, Johnny would do it, so I did it......please don't hurt me.

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Johnny finished his food, trying not to say too much beyond what he may have already said, for fear of his mouth losing control again. After finishing up, he silently walked up to his room, giving Pakuna a mischevious wink as he went to fetch his robe, finally opening it up and looking at it the tired pyromancer decided that it just wouldn't do, frankly speaking, it was too long, and it wasn't very practical, or so Johnny thought, so, taking out his pocketknife, he set to work.

First he cut a hole in the top of the hat, making it a bandana, and put it on his head, fitting it around his forehead, next he looked at the robe itself, it was long and gray, and it vaguely reminded Johnny of what the old men who took care of the boys at the orphanage used to wear, the angry ones who always smelled of cheese, the same one Johnny had sworn to himself that he would never become, so Johnny cut the arms off, and cut it so that it hung less like a robe and more like a trench coat, and then he stood back and admired his work. "Mangificent" he whispered as he dawned his newly-tailored robes, wearing them open and without a shirt, showing his sinewy physique and headed for where the paper said Water's class would be.

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Oscar didn't need to be told twice. He quickly snatched a plum from the pile of fruits and brought it to his mouth, taking a deep bite, he closed his eyes and let the flavor wash over him, the juices of the fruit cascading down his chin as he savored the rare delicacy that was this plum. Reaching his arm up he wiped the juice away from his mouth, the rest of the plum quickly disappearing into his belly as he let out a sigh of happiness after finishing the magnificent orb of deliciousness. he managed to get out a small "thank you" between bites, attempting to remember his manners.

Oscar then replayed the scene in his mind, and found something interesting about it, something she had mentioned "Not again?" He asked, knowing it was probably a sore subject but, by the way she had approached it, it sounded like she wanted to talk about it, so he asked, exploring somewhat she could answer however she wanted, it would make no difference to him, this he was pondering as he picked up a pomegranate and began to enjoy it's juicy deliciousness. It had occured to him that he still hadn't visited the arena yet today, perhaps he would invite these new acquaintances of his to join him, It would be interesting to say the very least, but he pushed these thoughts to the back of his mind, he would worry about that later, currently he was enveloped in the strange deliciousness of the pomegranate, the conversation, and Adams hypnotic movements around the kitchen floor.

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"If you say so, well look, if either of you ever need anything, anything at all, I'm in room 23 on the guys'z side, you come no matter what time of day or night it is, alright little bro?" He said technically addressing Pakuna but barely able to take his eyes off of Shakuntala long enough to do so, he chuckled again as the little magic users cheeks were again filled with food. he still wasn't sure what he was doing, it was like he was unable to control his mouth or thoughts, why was he worried about these two, they had just as much, possibly more, magic than he did, and yet he couldn't shake this feeling, especially for Shakuntala, he had never felt this way before, and that worried him, so he quickly buried himself in his cereal and breakfast meat.

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Oscar's mouth watered as he saw the delicious fruit, his salivary glands in total protest, he shook his head a couple times, he had a weakness for fruit, and he knew it, and the food in front of him looked so good, but he reminded himself that looks could be deceiving, and that one of the first things he had learned in his experience with this place was to beware of greeks bearing gifts, and that it generally wasn't worth it, so, in true suspicious fashion, Oscar crossed his large arms and fixed Erin with a gaze, one eyebrow raised, one end of his mouth turned inward, unable to suppress the clear suspicion he had for the fruit.

His mind thought of the last person he knew to eat the fruit, Persephone, and he voiced as much "Alright, what's the catch? When I eat it am I gunna have to spend like 3 or four days out of every week with your dad and his wannabe runaway bride? or do I lose my soul or owe you allegiance? maybe I become a zombie" he raised his other eyebrow as he stared down at Erin, not derisively, not meanly, just warily, eager to see what she would do, and he hoped she answered soon, he wasn't sure how much longer he could hold back, she had mentioned pomegranates, and he noticed a Plum, the two fruits that he sometimes dreamed of.

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"Yah sure?" Johnny asked, sensing some hesistation, still not entirely sure why he cared, there was just something about this girl, maybe it was the lack of sleep, maybe it was the great food he was ingesting, maybe a combination of the two, but there was something that made him care about her well being "If you want, I'm sure the spirits wouldn't mind you sleeping over on the boys side, I......I know it would make me feel better, Age has nothing to do with it" What was this, shyness, he was losing his cool over something as trivial as sleeping arrangements, someone else's sleeping arrangements no less what was going on with him?

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Oscar jumped, he had let his guard down earlier with the new campers, and apparently he hadn't quite put it back up yet, the sound of Erin's voice resonating throughout his brain, setting off buzzzers and alarms and guards that he had up, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, allowing himself to come back tot he present and reality, he made his way over the bench with the fruit, subtly grabbing some pomegranates and apples and throwing them into his bag as he did, he made his way to a place where he could better see the pair of friends.

"Oh really?" He asked as he saw her raise and lower her shoulder, indicating the bag, his curiosity getting the better of him, Oscar raised an eyebrow in wonder at what it could be, and while doing so moved over to where Erin was standing. Gracefully dodging out of the way of Adam as the latter attempted to do cooking things, or so Oscar assumed, he didn't really know a lot about cooking, but he knew enough to get by, and he liked to think that that was enough to notice and know when someone was going about the aforementioned activity. Dodging this way and that, the two almost seemed entwined in a dance for a moment, Adam doing whatever it was that he was doing, his seemingly irrational movements taken into account and then accounted for in Oscars calculating mind and transferred to his graceful, lithe body.

As Oscar finally made his way to where Erin was standing by the door to the semi-expansive kitchen. He suddenly heard a thud and a squawk of complaint coming from the roof of the Cafeteria/kitchen, Lucky wasn't a fan of Oscar entering anyplace that didn't fit Lucky's wingspan, which pretty much meant any building that wasn't the Nike Cabin, not that the Cafeteria wasn't big enough, there were just too many pillars, and the doorways too narrow for Lucky to fit through. Finally reaching Erin, Oscar asked the question that was burning in his mind

"What's up?"

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Vicier said
Lmfao, yeah, basically! But it's all good, that's something my girl would do so I'm happy with that :D

Just so long as we are all on the same page I suppose, and I handled it like Oscar would, so, yeah.

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Johnny chuckled at Pakuna, his little cheeks puffed out with food as he waved a greeting at Johnny.

"That about covers it" Johnny replied to Shakuntala's query, answering shortly as he enjoyed the pleasures of his food "howzzabout you, you sleep well?" Johnny replied politely, surprising himself slightly. "Must've been rather lonely all by yerself in that big tower" he continued