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#137
08-13-2008, 03:40 PM
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Samara was ecstatic to see that she'd gotten into all the classes she'd wanted this year. While she always enjoyed her Illusion and Enchantment classes, she was most excited about Realism in Magic this year - the thought of more realistic Illusions was quite exciting for her. Last year, when she signed up for her first spare, she really didn't know what the point was, but now, she was very happy that she'd have that free period...maybe constructing a new cloak wouldn't be as bad as she'd thought after all! Taking out a piece of blank paper from her small stack, and replacing it with her schedule, she began to sketch out the pattern, as well as making side notes about fabric choices, colors, threads, costs, and whatnot.
Not really paying attention to the surrounding students anymore, she still overheard that she would have three of the same classes as Lance, which wasn't terribly surprising, since they were from the same house and she'd seen him in so many of her classes before. 
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#138
08-13-2008, 05:14 PM
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Sirial had chosen the same types of classes he had always went for, except for World Conquest, which was something different. Something that required attention and discipline. Keeping a stern look upon his features, he glanced back towards Samara before he let his gaze return to the Teacher. The other thing upon his mind was her, he had been in her class One of the Years he was here. But other than that he had said nearly nothing to her, what was he supposed to think?
In a place where the next Student could poison you accidentally because of an Exam. Upon this line of thought, his daydreams drifted back towards Alice and his Prior Master. What were they doing? and should he Communicate magically with him soon. Then again, he was asked not to. So his Studies would continue and the classes he took now would perhaps change the course of his future life.
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#140
08-13-2008, 06:06 PM
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Samara barely noticed Sirial's glance while she doodled, but all the same, she half grinned in his direction and tipped her pencil in acknowledgment. She wasn't sure if he'd notice before turning away, but she felt weird just staring and turning away every time.
The Half-Elf smiled at Edenne as she wrote, burn, then wrote and burned time and time again.
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#141
08-13-2008, 06:20 PM
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Kyna grinned and winked.
__________________"Shame... no classes with me." She handed her revised schedule to Professor Shem with a bright smile, and reached into her pocket to take out a small needle, thread and a few flowers, which she began to sew into her hair in a slightly complicated process. "I did get one Master class this year, though. Evocation. I'm a little worried about that one, but I don't see any good reason for Headmaster Draco not to like me...."
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#142
08-13-2008, 06:21 PM
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Rick looked at his list for the year..
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 He calculated that there'd be girl students to flirt with in nearly every class. And alot of his classes would have that one crazy-cute girl.. He wouldn't be socializing with any of them in advanced curses/darkness. But that was good. He'd be able to practice in peace. And seek his revenge! Mwahahahaha! Rick noticed Samara dropped her pencil to get Sirial's attention and gave a face like:  And thought: "I took an ass-kicking for that bitch?! I mean, I wasn't really in any danger.. but it's the principle of the thing! What does that guy have that I don't?! I mean, besides looks, exprience, talent, confidence.. Man, I even put my foot in my mouth in my head... Well I'm keeping the cloak, that'll show her! I wonder if it's a magic cloak?" Last edited by Jim Profit; 08-13-2008 at 06:21 PM.
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#144
08-13-2008, 06:31 PM
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It took a few tries to successfully complete her note. When she was done, she read it over once, folded it quietly, and blew a spurt of cold air at the back of Rick's head. When he turned around - if he turned around - she passed the note to him.
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#145
08-13-2008, 06:43 PM
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-____-;; Rick thinks: What does the dragon bitch want NOW?! Probably "meet me after to school to fight! Oi Oi Oi! Or some crap like that..
Rick turns around. With a bored and slightly annoyed look on his face. He really doesn't want to hurt Edenne. Yeah, she's a crazy bitch who ruined his chances with Samara. But he's more worried about the booty then the doody. -__- What do you--Oh, a note? Rick accepts the note sighing knowing it's probably some death threat.
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#146
08-13-2008, 06:51 PM
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On the front of the note was written, I prepared Explosive Runes this morning. Yet when he read the phrase, the paper didn't blow up in his face. Inside, in green ink, the note read:
__________________Her handwriting was styled, but quite legible; it looked as though she had taken a course in calligraphy. Last edited by Aosaw; 08-13-2008 at 06:53 PM.
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#147
08-13-2008, 07:00 PM
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Rick looked at the note, then looked at Edenne, then back at the note. He put the note in his pocket calmy... But mumbeling something angerly looking Edenne's way. And casted deafness on her lol. He considered blindness. Blindness would be more fun. But deafness was much more appropiate. As it wouldn't be imideatly noticed. And everyone would just think she's ignoring them as she has a reputation for being unruly.. In his fit of anger Rick completely forgot deafness is permanent and figured it would pass in a couple of minutes. Just a little something to get her to leave him alone. (Edenne now has to make a fort save lololol!) Last edited by Jim Profit; 08-13-2008 at 07:02 PM.
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#148
08-13-2008, 07:28 PM
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Looking down at the list that was given to him by Professor Shem, Kayne reads it over. It appeared that he would be able to get into almost all the classes that he had wanted. With the exception being Misuse of Magic. "It seems that there are more than a few who need to learn that lesson more than I do this year". He looks through a list of alternate classes that would fit in with his schedule. For the last three years, his class load has been as full as possible. He was here to study and nothing else. Still, this was his last year and he felt he was due a fluff class. And the one that fit his schedule the best was Flight.
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#149
08-13-2008, 07:46 PM
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Rick stands there and blinks alot. Thinking..
........ "Any minute now she's going to notice she's deaf..." "Yep... just a matter of time..." ........ "Damnit, I think I did the spell wrong.."
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#150
08-13-2008, 07:49 PM
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Edenne blinked, stuck her fingers in her ears and swished them around a bit, and then readjusted her jaw. Shaking her head a little bit, she looked around for the source of whatever it was that had disturbed her.
__________________Finally, she decided that whatever it was was nothing to be concerned with, since it had passed as quickly as it had come. She coaxed a spark into being in her hands, and made it dance between her fingers. Eventually it turned into the same red flame she'd created earlier, but its color shifted suddenly to white, to blue, to white, and then back to red. It continued in that pattern, and fascinated her to no end - until the white flame fell apart in her hands, marking the top of her desk in the same way it had scorched her old one.
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