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Post by Zain Alfo on Nov 22, 2008 17:36:04 GMT -5
So here Zain was, it was his first day at the school and already he had found the hidden class. He had been told about it yet they also said if he wanted to use it he would have to find it himself. He let out a small yawn as he looked around the room, it was much like any normal classroom but with a lot more room and many more books.
It had taken Zain about two hours to find this place...behind the fountain? Why didn’t he find it sooner, however it was interesting however he was not wet. Did the water react to the magic, did it try to evade him perhaps, or was it an illusion? He smiled to himself, it couldn’t be an illusion, he had seen the students throwing it at each other.
He sat upon the able, no one was here yet. He let out yet another sigh as he place his hand on the table, a number of elements were in it...iron, aluminium, oxygen and lead. A good mixture to have, with a slight flash of light the table begun to reform. Zain looked back down at it, the table was now a chair. He smiled as he sat upon it, placing his hands on the arms of the chair. Once again there was another flash, the chair quickly changing. Using some of the elements in the leg Zain was able to reform a number of the atoms and the structure forming basic wheels.
Zain smiled to himself as he begun to spin himself around, this was the real point of having magic. He was indeed a teacher, yet a kid at heart. A person looking at him might have known he was a teacher, his physic and facial features helped proof he was indeed an adult. The white cloak to helped to make him seem more like a teacher, however the dragon emborded on his sleeve and back did not help.
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Post by chisato on Nov 23, 2008 9:43:42 GMT -5
Chisato walked in with an umbrella over her head. The fountain never did like her type of magic. Unlike other forms, hers was deep internal. Only able to be moved through words. So for the water to react to her magic she had to speak or sing. But to keep it a secret from the non magically inclined she had to whisper, which wasn't getting past the water. So, unlike the others, she got soaked everytme she came into the Magic Class room.
She turned the umbrella down behind her and closed it as she watched the other teacher spin like a top. The dragon on his back brought his name to her mind almost instantly. "Zane Ve Alfo." Her voice was melodic in its sound. The tone was even soft like a concerto for a Shakespearen play. She propped her umbrella by the door and walked in, The click of her heels setting a rythm like a metronome.
The aquamarine haired woman was looking through her glasses at the spinning man. "You should have been in the forces, perhaps a police officer. Most of the time they end up spinning chairs like this. Though they don't have to transform school property to do so."
Even though she had beaten the Dr. in the race for principal, she never did let him know she was magically inclined. Though stories from and about him were quite funny at times, though one incident did have her in tears at night.
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Post by Zain Alfo on Nov 23, 2008 14:41:09 GMT -5
Zain’s eyes caught a new person, he slowed down slightly to see the girl. Taking a second to take her in, then he realised, it was indeed Chisato. She indeed had an umbrella, so she lacked magic? Zain was very confused with her, he had heard that she had magic yet had never seen it. Now she was walking through the water with a fountain, it just added up to make her look less likely to have magic.
He smiled to himself as he begun to spin himself once more, picking up the pace a little more. "Zane Ve Alfo." She said, her voice was like a singing bird. The words were good to listen to, however they were one of the few things that freaked him out. How her words could be like a song, it was just weird, however nonetheless great to listen to. Zain put his feet on the floor, using them to slow himself down. Eventually he halted and was staring towards the girl, [black] “Mrs. Sakuraba. A pleasure to meet you.” [/black] Zain pushed himself from the chair and lifted his hand as if about to shake hers, only to remember she was indeed of Japanese origin. His hand fell back down and he gave a low bow to the woman.
He looked at the lady, listening to her words. He did indeed want to be in the forces, however that was a story for another time. He lifted his left hand and scratched the back of his head, a small laugh leaving it as he looked at the chair. Standing still he turned to look at the table, [black] “My apologies,” [/black] he muttered as he placed his hand on the table. A sudden line light shone from the chair, when the light was gone the chair was no more. However it was back to being a table, he smiled as he looked at the top, ‘Zain was here,” it read.
His eyes looked up at the teacher, [black] “So how long have you known of my talent?” [/black] He asked in a light tone as he tilted his head side to side.
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Post by chisato on Nov 23, 2008 21:15:40 GMT -5
Chisato smiled sweetly to him as he seemed to fluctuate between English and Japanese customs for greeting. She just watched as the table was brought back to normal. She offered a bow back before walk towards it. Her eyes glancing at the wording on the table. "Zain-kun. I've known since you first told someone. But then again that is my magic." She leaned against the table and crossed her ankles and arms. "There is a 50/50 ration of magicians and normals in this school. That ratio also seems to apply to the faculty. Though there really is no difference in the training during school hours. The magic class is just for during lunch break, before and after classes. I like to think of it as Mahou Tsuki Tai"
Her smile turned into a slightly mischevus grin as she remembers a sceane from episode 6 of the president of M.T.T. falling from roughly 20 meters in the air, crying out Saewanaguchi!!!! He then uncerimoniously straddles the chin up bars.
[OOC: Mahou Tsuki Tai is aka Magic Users Club. An Ecchi anime abut a school club of sorcerors. and for those who don't understand the straddling part, he fell and lded on the chin up bars one leg on each side full force.]
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Post by Zain Alfo on Nov 24, 2008 4:00:53 GMT -5
"Zain-kun. I've known since you first told someone. But then again that is my magic."She said as she propped herself up against the table, quickly crossing her arms and ankles as if angry. Oh god...he didn’t want the wrath of a woman now, he wanted to live to see tomorrow. "There is a 50/50 ration of magicians and normals in this school. That ratio also seems to apply to the faculty. Though there really is no difference in the training during school hours. The magic class is just for during lunch break, before and after classes. I like to think of it as Mahou Tsuki Tai"
Zain nodded, he had guessed the ration was close to that, he had seen a number of magicians around the school. It was obvious they had some form of power, a person can feel it. The energy pulsing from their body, the fear in their eyes when they try to use magic un-noticed.
Zain was silent for a second, taking in all of Chisato’s words before he spoke. [black] “So what else you know about me?” [/black] He asked, his CV was filled with lies. It had said he was born and raised in Vegas and that his family are a rich oil company. However such things as his date of birth and so on where true, it was only did she know about his real past?
He indeed knew a little on the woman but not as much as he would like, he was able to gather information from some of the students and staff but nothing of great use to him. [black] “A Mahou Tsuki Tai? So the students walk in when they want? Or is it planned lessons?” [/black] He asked as he tapped his feet on the floor, each time denting the earth a little bit.
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Post by chisato on Nov 24, 2008 7:49:10 GMT -5
Chisato smiled back to him. Her eyes closing in a sort of gentle look, like a kid saying thank you. The question of what else she knew about him seemed to be something she wa't too concerned about. "Well they call me Chisato the Omnipotent. As long as there are no fires I don't have a problum."
She then motioned back to the wall in the back. "A little from column A and a little from clumn B. Because of the diferent magics in our world, our school tries toandle as many as we can, but sometimes it requires student teachers. Kido-san, third year physical education teacheis a Class-D mage and he gets training from one of our students thats a class B in the same school."
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Post by Zain Alfo on Nov 24, 2008 10:48:50 GMT -5
"Well they call me Chisato the Omnipotent. As long as there are no fires I don't have a problem." She said with a warm smile. Fires...well there goes some of his experiment....he would just do them out of school grounds then. He let out a single sigh, fires. He smiled again at the thought of Alore, a good friend.
"A little from column A and a little from column B. Because of the different magics in our world, our school tries to handle as many as we can, but sometimes it requires student teachers. Kido-san, third year physical education teacher is a Class-D mage and he gets training from one of our students that’s a class B in the same school." She said, Zain nodded. So there seemed to be a number of talented students, B rank magic. He expected mainly C’s, next thing he would know students would be running around with A class magic....dear god that would be scary.
[black] “Interesting, I will need to meet some of the students one day.” [/black] He said with a light smile as he pushed himself off of the table and walked to the umbrella, looking down at it. [black] “No violin with you? I heard you had a great...talent with it,” [/black] he said as he picked up the umbrella and begun spin it in his hand. The sound of the gushing water behind him.
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Post by chisato on Nov 24, 2008 23:38:18 GMT -5
Chisato spun on her high heels and walked over to a very on descript wooden cabinet. It looked untouched by the years. Opening it up revealed an almost sort of Shrine around the violin. The instrument was set on crushed red velvet. A beautiful bouquet of blue roses outlined the oak bod. A dark rich stai mirrored the exterior. The head of the violin was shaped like a wave. It was a six string Stratavarious. The most expensive item in the school. Just hearing the retail value of it caused most students and faculty to keep a safe three foot distance from the cabinet.
Chisato took it out and pickedupthe ebony inlaid bow. She stroked the strings of the bow over a soft resin sponge and then turned to Zain. "Well Since you are so interested I wil be happy to play for you." She walked over to the window and placed the violin against her sholder and he brought it up to position. Her bow drew across the strings once. The soothing glid showed that the instrument was still very much in tune. However it wasn't all. This was the tart of her fascination song.
As she started playing a soft sullenone, her magic traveled across the sound waves. All those that heard her music would become fascinted with Chisato. That is as long as they were within eye sight of her. Fortunatly the class walls were sound proof. Her body kept a very feminine form as she played.
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Post by Zain Alfo on Nov 26, 2008 11:56:16 GMT -5
The teacher soon spun herself and begun to walk to a cabinit, one Zain had seen but paid no attention to it. Then she opened it, it was like a shrine to a God, however it had a violin. Zain could not help but giggle, a shrine for a Violin? He now knew that if she was to play Dnd she would be the class bard, even though they are useless. He looked over at the violin, he had heard a lot about her music, how it put people into a trance. Zain had heard of the price, he was quite amazed someone would spend so much on an item...or musical instrument.
Zain had a feeling he would have to listen to the music soon, he placed his hand against the wall. Silently two small ear plugs formed in his hands, gripping them tightly he begun to walk towards the teacher as she pulled out the violin. It indeed did look amazing, Zain was sure it would sound good as well, however he didn’t want to her Chisato play it. Not that she was bad, but he had heard about what her music does to people. She then turned and faced Zain, "Well Since you are so interested I wil be happy to play for you." She said, Zain nodded a yes and then spoke. [Black] “I would love to, I have heard it is trance like.” [/black] he said with a slight smirk as he walk close and got a better look at the instrument.
Zain watched as she raised the bow to the Violin, swiftly he lifted his hands and placed in the ear plugs making it look like he was scratching his head with both hands. He watched as the girl begun to play the violin, he could hear the music only a little. The rocks were cold in his ear but they were shaped perfectly to stop almost all the sound. Zain could hear a few bits of the music, she did indeed have skill and it was truly talent.
How much did she care for it?
Zain smiled to himself as he came up with a way to check, it was simple but it would work. He held up his hand like a student and then spoke, [black] “Would you mind if I try?” [/black] He asked holding out his hand, wondering what the teacher would say to his question. He didn’t have any real musical talent but he was sure she didn’t know that, then again she seemed to know a lot Zain didn’t think she would know. [/size]
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Post by chisato on Nov 27, 2008 4:36:33 GMT -5
Her performance was stopped abruptly by the raised hand. Apparently he had heard stories. Well it was a bout time she let someone actually know about herself. "Certainly but not with this one. A Bard's instrument holds her life force. Any damage to it and it inflict damage upon the bard." She held it in front of her looking it over. "While bardic music can be carried through any sort of sound, singing, clapping rythmically, drums, or the armpit, A true Bard has one since their powers awaken. This becomes a new body part virtually."
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Post by Zain Alfo on Nov 28, 2008 10:57:52 GMT -5
[black] "Certainly but not with this one. A Bard's instrument holds her life force. Any damage to it and it inflict damage upon the bard." [/black] She said, Zain smiled as he raised his hand and ran his hands through his hair removing the plugs. That was very valuable information, he could kill or at least weaken a bard a great amount without even touching them.
She spoke some more, so even without the instrument she would still be able to use here magic. Interesting, Zain was hoping he would be able to just damage or remove the violin, it seemed things were now getting more interesting. Zain placed his hands within his pockets keeping them warm while he spoke, [black] “So what happens if the violin was destroyed? You die?” [/black] He asked with a tone of serious on it, as if he was concerned.
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Post by chisato on Nov 28, 2008 11:37:40 GMT -5
“So what happens if the violin was destroyed? You die?”
Chisato looked at him, a bit confused. She then moved the violin back to the case and locked it. She then smiled sweetly to him, turning her body to him. "If that violin was destroyed, the destroyer will have 30 seconds to escape this planet before judgement rises upon them from the very depths of hell and the flames engulf the entire planet. The apocolypse would be brought upon this world and an entire race will be extinguished from history. Only to be told of through stories about my ancestory."
While that certainly was case, she knew that to her it would feel like that. Should that violin be destroyed beyond all repair, all of her lifeforce would be destroyed. Her body would feel like it was engulfed in the flames of the inferno and she would die after 10 hours of hell. nce she departs this world so will the true bards.
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Post by Zain Alfo on Nov 30, 2008 7:17:49 GMT -5
Zain asked his question and saw her face, she did indeed seem confused. Zain watched as she shifted towards the closet and locked the cabinet, Zain smiled, if she was scared that Zain may damage the Violin she had made a big mistake. Zain would be able to pass though the cabinet with ease.
"If that violin was destroyed, the destroyer will have 30 seconds to escape this planet before judgement rises upon them from the very depths of hell and the flames engulf the entire planet. The apocolypse would be brought upon this world and an entire race will be extinguished from history. Only to be told of through stories about my ancestory." She said with a tone Zain had now heard many a times.
A laugh left his mouth as he spoke, [black] “So that was how the dinosaurs were killed off eh?” [/black] He said with a light tone as he walked towards a desk and sat upon it watching the teacher. Zain leaned backwards and allowed his eyes wander over the ceiling as he begun to talk once more.
[black] “So how long you been headteacher, I am sure you knew I wanted the job. However you beat me, and congrats with that. But I was wondering how long have you been a head teacher, at this school and any others.” [/black] He muttered as he crossed his legs and turned to face the woman. [/center]
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Post by chisato on Nov 30, 2008 23:46:10 GMT -5
Chisato locked the cabinet and before walking twoards the door. She still had that smile during the entire conversation. the Omnipresent smile of the Omnipotent. "Well actually this is my second year teaching. I was placed as the principal and literature teacher because I can do both jobs simutaneously. So our budget is cheaper by a teacher without sacrificing staff."
She opened the door and grabbed her umbrella popping it open. "Class is about to start. We should go."
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Post by Zain Alfo on Dec 1, 2008 12:38:00 GMT -5
Zain watched as the teacher walked towards the umbrella and spoke, lifting an eyebrow he smiled and looked down at his watch. With a small chuckle he nodded a yes to the teacher, [black] “The fun of lessons, how I can’t wait,” [/black] he muttered with a smile as he begun to walk towards the water stopping quickly and turning to face the teacher.
[black] “We will need to talk again when you are free, I wish to purpose an idea to you. It would help some of our more gifted students.” [/black] He said as he begun to walk though the waterfall, stopping for a second to listen to the teacher’s reply before walking fully through and making his way to his next class.
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