Pandora Academy :Courtyard
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				Title: <strong>Pandora Academy :Courtyard</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sacrah</strong> on <strong>02-06-2013, 05:04:58</strong>
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				When one first pass through the towering black iron gate Magically sealed to keep those with ill intentions from enter they come upon a Large Courtyard. Despite housing students of various backgrounds ranging from Human to demons, and even monsters this place looked serene.&nbsp; Peaceful, and undisturbed by the constant threat of the out side world beyond the gates. Sitting in the center was a large fountain, the figure in it's center standing out. A being with a feather wing, and a demonic wing, holding a bowl over head in which the water in its purity came forth from. Trickling along the bare arms to where the stone robe formed. n further inspection on could make out horns protruding from the forehead of the female fountain figure.<br><br>The high noon sun often reflecting off the water had shared this one common trait with the near constant full moon during the night. The sandstone pathways surrounding it, leading to the main doors of the academy, also branching to either side to wrap around the Structure. <br><br>there are few benches within the yard, Three&nbsp; around the large fountain, and one under the ancient tree nestled in one corner of the yard. Its emerald leaves swaying to the breeze, as it offers it's silent calming ways. Thick Bushes clearly kept line the up rise and balcony that lead to the academy itself, wrapping around the large walls, and&nbsp; ending at the arch ways leading to different sections of the campus grounds. There were few rose bushes of sorts, red,white,pink,black, the assortment left&nbsp; other avail spaces outside of patches of free ground around three other trees.<br><br>Other then this the Courtyard was definitely a sight to see. A place where one can often find the Dean's daughter and her butler when they aren't training, or engaging in other festivities.<br><br>**************************************************************************<br><strong><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">Name:</span></strong>Siren Lancaster<br><strong><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">Place:</span></strong> Beneath the Ancient Tree in the court yard<br><strong><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">Time:</span></strong> 11:55am Sunday<br><strong><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">Tags</span></strong> Asher and whomever approaches<br><br>Siren closed her eyes, fanning thick lashes upon the milky rise of her cheeks. A left hand rising to brush a strand of satin white locks behind one pointed ear, after becoming annoyed with it as the wind caught it and had disturbed. Why she was here on a godless day, at this hour was beyond her. training had yet to start and wouldn't until the following day. But her fathers Adviser had ensured that Asher, her butler, had her hear before noon.Something about meeting the other new en-rollers.&nbsp; A small frown tugged at her lips before she leaned up against her butlers leg, head rolling up as she pried open her eyes. Revealing the near pale pink eyes up at him.<br><br>"Asher, remind me why we are here on the last day before training starts. When I really&nbsp; could be lounging in bed with you" Her voice was soft, with a low seductive purr. This came naturally to the pale demon girl. Who was scantily clad in white. Wearing two white strips of clothe over her breasts clasped to white short shorts with pink heart shape.. another band around her breast beneath the straps of cloth revealing some cleavage and mid drift. She wore white stockings that reached just above her knees.along side white heeled boots.<br><br>She pressed her thighs together and sighed as she shook her head. It was all his fault after all he was the one that had gotten her started then promise once all was said and done. It was so unfair.<br><br><div style="text-align: right;"><strong><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">Name:</span></strong> Asher Locklear<br><strong><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">Place:</span></strong> Beneath the Ancient tree in the Courtyard<br><strong><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">Time:</span></strong>11:55am Sunday<br><strong><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">Tag:</span></strong>Siren and who ever approaches</div><br>Asher had done as he was instructed. He got Miss Siren to the courtyard before noon. Though the way he got her here was far from anything innocent. A smirked played upon his handsome face, a fang showing. He knew all to well what that grin did to her, and few ladies of the pass. and couldn't help but to offer it to her again. watching how she rolled her head up against his leg from where she sat on the ground. Watched how she gave a small squirm in place.&nbsp; Making a small rolling chuckle escape from between his lips.<br><br>"Well to meet the Students of course. You are the Dean's and Lady Antebellum's daughter shouldn't you greet them? Since you are a first year and haven't really met anyone on the campus, and they only know by hearsay that the Dean even has a daughter." &nbsp;He hummed looking down at her. She was so adorable when she was frustrated.He leaned against the tree in his usual black butler attire. His Handsome face set on the iron gates. He crossed his arms. This will surely be an interesting year.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pandora Academy :Courtyard</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mai</strong> on <strong>02-06-2013, 05:16:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/Wa16xV1.png)</div><strong>Who: </strong>Chiya<br><strong>For: </strong>Open<br><strong>Where: </strong>the Courtyard<br><strong>When: </strong>12:00pm Sunday<br><br><hr><br>Chiya slithered onto the scene at precisely noon. She wore a pink dress that matched the color of her scales, the red trim seeming to extend the brighter red markings above her scales and across her torso. Her hair was put up and secured with two ivory picks, each one decorated in a matching red. Her nails were painted the same pink as the dress, with red tips. She carried a clipboard, and seemed to be reading off of a list, periodically checking things off as she moved.<br><br>She noticed Siren and Asher and moved towards them. She bowed politely to Asher, and then turned to Siren. "Hello, you must be one of the new students. I'm Chiya Valduris, I'm a postgrad and adjunct, you might have me for Ritual Magic tutorials or for an interspecies relations lecture, if you're on a diplomatic track. Are you settling in well?" Her voice was polite and friendly. She held her hands together in front of her respectfully, resting the clipboard in the crook of her arm.
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				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>02-06-2013, 05:30:11</strong>
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				Who: Sparx Larsa<br>For: Open<br>Where: the Courtyard<br>When: 12:00pm Sunday<br><hr><br>Sparx had been working on a new project for the past few months: a zombie survival strategy like no other before. No, this would not be your average run-and-gun zombie survival. His main premise would actually revolve around general survival. Managing food, water, and supplies; finding a base, recruiting survivors. It would be immensely entertaining, but immensely difficult to construct. He just recently got most of the core systems down. A few more months and maybe he will be able to open it up to beta testing.<br><br>However, home was not the best place to work. If it wasn’t his father droning on about military bullcrap he could care less about, it was his mother trying to figure out if her son had made any new friends of the female persuasion. He simply couldn’t work, so he left his home and decided to put the academy’s computer lab to good use. Though their computers were nowhere near as well-built as his at home, they would suffice for the smaller elements he needed to create: guns, weapons, and dialogues.<br><br>He nodded as he floated down the sidewalk on his custom-made brown and gold hover pad. Sparx didn’t like the social anxiety public transportation brought forth, and his parents have yet to buy him a car, so being the eccentric and determined young man he was, he built himself a hover board. It looked like an average skate board; it was in a former life, but where the wheels used to be, there were anti-gravity boosters that glowed with a light blue hue since they were on their lowest setting at the moment.<br><br>He was thumbing through his project log on the holographic data pad which he always kept close on his person, but he noticed something through the back of the transparent screen. A few people; actually, one girl who looked like a student, and an older gentleman who looked like Satan’s butler. He couldn’t help but do a double-take on the both of them. He wasn’t stricken by the girl’s beauty of the butler’s refined stance, but the fact that they were both demons. He hadn’t exactly adjusted to that part of the population just yet. He still had an innate fear of demons, but none have yet to successfully devour him, so he held no ill will against them.<br><br>He also noticed another girl, he thought her name was Chiya. He'd never spoken with the student before, but have occasionally heard her name being mentioned in a hallway or classroom. Now, he was almost convinced something was going on.<br><br>Once he got closer, he realized they were sitting there like they were waiting for someone, and it seemed their eyes were looking for anybody. He couldn’t help but feel the urge to stop for a second just to ask if some event was happening today. The hover board came to a quick stop just a few meters from the two of them. His electric blue eyes were dim beneath the tinted lenses of his glasses and he spoke with a smooth, youthful voice. “Excuse me, but is there some sort of function today?” His question was directed towards the apparently older gentleman, as he seemed like someone of importance, but then he couldn’t help but wonder who this girl was who sat beside the man. Could she be some sort of princess or woman of high status? Regardless, he just hoped the computer lab would still be open. The last place he wanted to go was the library. He couldn’t do shit on those pieces of junk.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pandora Academy :Courtyard</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mai</strong> on <strong>02-06-2013, 05:36:40</strong>
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				<strong>Who: </strong>Chiya<br><strong>For: </strong>Open<br><strong>Where: </strong>the Courtyard<br><strong>When: </strong>12:00pm Sunday<br><br><hr><br>Chiya turned to look at the newcomer. "No special function, just saying hello." She smiled, trying to be friendly, but she couldn't disguise the slightest predatory gleam in her eyes. Her kind were hunters, after all, and while she still wrestled with a healthy mistrust of demons, humans brought out the other side of her, one she did her best to sublimate into an exuberant friendliness.<br><br>She reached out to shake his hand, her body adjusting itself, coiling up in a more compact fashion so that she wasn't strewn all across the path she'd been travelling along. "I'm Chiya, postgraduate student and adjunct instructor. Pleasure to meet you." Her pointed ear twitched as she watched to see his reaction. "I don't believe we've met."
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				Post by: <strong>King Serperior</strong> on <strong>02-06-2013, 05:41:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://files.myopera.com/TKRaw/albums/374357/thumbs/seal-kidoumaru-lvl2.jpg_thumb.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong>&nbsp; Zaara <br><strong>For whom:</strong>&nbsp; Open<br><strong>Where: </strong>&nbsp; Asleep in a hammock made of web concealed by the branches of an ancient tree in the courtyard<br><strong>When:</strong>&nbsp; 12:00pm Sunday<br><hr>Zaara was sleeping restfully as he always did.&nbsp; It had taken him no more than a couple of minutes to climb the most comfortable tree in the courtyard and build a hammock near the top.&nbsp; Like most of his species, he disliked sleeping indoors, thus he chose this tree the night before.&nbsp; He strung a small alarm by a thread nearby and fell asleep almost instantly.&nbsp; He had heard from some girls he was watching taking their baths that the new students were supposed to meet at this very tree in the courtyard.&nbsp; This led to the logical conclusion that sleeping <em>in</em> the tree would assure that he would be at the meeting early.<br><br>It was now 12:00pm and Zaara was still asleep.&nbsp; He had forgotten to set his alarm, so he continued his sleep without interruption......that is until he heard voices coming from below.&nbsp; All three of his eyes snapped open in an instant as he looked up at the alarm clock he had set.&nbsp; Upon seeing the time, Zaara sat straight up in a panic, causing the bottom of the hammock to liquefy underneath him by accident.&nbsp; The "stronger-than-steel" webs gave way and he began to fall from the very top of the tree, bouncing off branches before hitting the ground.<br><br>Groaning a pain-filled "Oww," Zaara leaned up, one of his two of his six hands on his head.&nbsp; After steadying himself, he looked around and saw a Lamia, two Demons, and a single Human.&nbsp; If his face were not red already, he would have surly have been blushing as Zaara steadied himself with four of his hands and lifted himself off the ground.<br><br><em>"Oh, hello!&nbsp; So sorry about that.&nbsp; Must have missed my alarm going off!"</em>&nbsp; Zaara laughed as he thought, <em>"I'm dead, I'm sooooo dead...." </em>&nbsp; As he looked closely at them, he took note that the Demons were scary, like they always were, though the female one was someone he wouldn't mind sharing a web with for a night or two.&nbsp; The Human looked like he was nothing special, but then again, neither did the old man who raised him.&nbsp; The Lamia, on the other hand, he couldn't stop staring at.&nbsp; There was something both deadly and charming about her.&nbsp; <br><br><em>"So, um, how's everyone?"</em>&nbsp; asked Zaara in a pathetic attempt to break the ice.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pandora Academy :Courtyard</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mai</strong> on <strong>02-06-2013, 05:51:55</strong>
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				<strong>Who: </strong>Chiya<br><strong>For: </strong>Open<br><strong>Where: </strong>the Courtyard<br><strong>When: </strong>12:00pm Sunday<br><br><hr><br>Chiya reacted quickly to the sudden arrival-by-falling of a new student, her hand darting to her waist, where she ordinarily wore her swords and spell-pouch. Remembering a moment later that she was unarmed (there wouldn't be any need for such things at a welcoming gathering, and it might be seen as rude to arrive armed to such an occasion), she sheepishly drew her hand back, trying to retain some dignity.<br><br>"You really ought to sleep in your assigned room, the trees here aren't weighted to support your weight." She scolded the archnid boy. Realizing that things had gotten a bit chaotic, she rose up into the air, her powerful serpantine body raising her above the assembled crowd of students. She whispered a cantrip to amplify her voice.<br><br><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">"May I have your attention please?"</span><br><br>Letting her voice return to normal, she continued. "My name is Chiya Valduris, for those of you who I haven't met yet. Welcome to Pandora Academy, and to the informal student meet-and-greet. This is a time for us all to get to know each other before we have more strenuous activities later in the week. I've been at this school for several years now, so if you have any questions, please feel free to ask. I can't stay here with you for long, but you can generally find me in my room in the residence, and if I'm not there, my schedule is posted on my door, so you'll have some idea of where you can track me down. I hope you have a happy time here at the Academy, and don't hesitate to ask if you have any questions."<br><br>Her rather impromptu speech finished, she lowered herself back to the ground, ticking off another box on her clipboard. She brushed a stray strand of hair out of her eyes, and nodded at the newcomer before turning back to her conversations already in progress.
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				Post by: <strong>Sacrah</strong> on <strong>02-06-2013, 06:05:17</strong>
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				<strong><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">Name:</span></strong>Siren Lancaster<br><strong><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">Place:</span></strong> The Courtyard<br><strong><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">Tagged:</span></strong> All<br><br>Siren watched the monster girl make her approach. She had seen one of her kind before, though only by fleeting glance during a training training. She never got to know on personally. <em>'How intriguing. '</em> She thought to her self her eyes scanning over the woman as she introduced herself to her. She had yet to make friends, being first real day around others. So she more then excited when people began to show up. She brushed off what dirt and crass clung to her with a single brush of her hands.<br><br>Giving her wings also a small ruffle she went to open her lips when she saw the human walk or well hoover into view. Though as he had noticed he began making his way to her. She smiled, small dainty fangs pressing against her ruby lips. She tried to seem harmless but all truth in the matter was she was anything but. Like all demons, especially ones of old lines like hers she was quite powerful. But her parents had come to the decision that it be best she trained with other beings close to her age.<br><br>Once more her lips parted to speak only to be interrupted by the sound of something crashing down the Ancient tree. Startling her with a small jump, she heard a low hiss from Asher at her side. And turned to see the Spider demon on the ground before bursting into a roll of sweet giggles.<br><br>"As I was trying to Say is. I am&nbsp; Siren Lancaster, daughter of Lady Antebellum and Dean Stolas Lancaster" With that she bent at the waist in a polite greeting. "This is my first year here but I do hope to get to know you all. Well enough." She smiled softly though offer the human and demon boy a small wink.<br><br><div style="text-align: right;"><strong><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">Name:</span></strong>Asher Locklear<br><strong><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">Place:</span></strong> The Courtyard<br><strong><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">Tagged:</span></strong>everyone<br></div><br>Asher watched as the many made way into the court yard. His interest instantly peaked at the snake girl before them before offering her one of his charming smiles. Oh something new to play with when Siren is out and about without his need of assistance. He stood proper, back stiff and arms folded. Her keen hearing picking up the demon falling from the tree. Although the hiss was clear enough a warning to the spider boy" You should be more careful, Siren could have been hurt. we all don't need the Lady coming down wondering how her only child was hurt now do we." his voice was soft holding no true threat, but demanded attention. Not even he wanted to deal with Siren mother.<br><br>"I am Asher Locklear, I had serve the Dean for many decades, and now am assign to Siren." His eyes swerved to Chiya as he bowed, his one hand behind his back and the other folded along his abdomen, and winked. But there was nothing stating that he cannot indulge in simple festivities. And pleasures of women when he was not needed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pandora Academy :Courtyard</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>02-06-2013, 06:32:33</strong>
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				<strong>Who:</strong> Henrik Raubriter<br><strong>For:</strong> Open, Chi specifically<br><strong>Where:</strong> the Courtyard<br><strong>When:</strong> 12:02pm Sunday<br><br>Henrik was meditating infront of the fountain. This was not an uncommon sight. The sound of the falling water was soothing, and helped him to reach a higher state; aided, of course, by the sword which he was never seen without, no matter what.<br><br>The broadsword was sheathed in a metal studded leather scabbard, and was currently not attached to his person, but rather, held in his lap. He had one hand resting on the grip, and one at the bottom portion of the sheathe. His eyes were closed, his breathing barely noticeable. He was wearing his usual attire; cloth pants that were reinforced with special steel strands, combat boots that provided support and a good grip, a breastplate made from a strong, high-carbon steel alloy, and his black cloth cloak. The cloak did not have visible blood stains on it; yet, to those with the nose for it, it still smelled of old, stale blood. <br><br>He could feel the world around him despite his intense state of deep meditation. Everything was, for a time, as still as a tranquil pond on a windless day. But bit by bit, ripples formed in the stillness; and it was right around the time that the arachnid demon was halfway to the ground that he was startled out of the trance.<br><br>Startle would perhaps be too strong a word; the only physical action, at first, is his eyes flying open. By the time Chi was making her announcement, he was rising up from his position, and moving towards the small group that had formed.<br><br>He would look over the new ones, his gaze cold and dispassionate. When he spoke, it was with a voice that was as chill as a cold winter's night; there was no real emotion to speak of, and even the empathic would have to focus particularly hard to pick up on what he was feeling. Emotions were a thing he was in nearly absolute control of, through the introspective meditations he does throughout the day; and that wasn't their only benefit, either. <br><br>"Hello. I am Henrik." As he spoke, he was still holding the sheathed sword, in both hands. He had no threatening posture, and no ill will, even if his chill neutrality might be off-putting. 
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				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>02-06-2013, 06:34:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1264.photobucket.com/albums/jj499/MzHyde/Yumi_zpsfaa9da11.jpg)</div><strong>Who:</strong> Yumi Urashima<br><strong>For:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> The Courtyard<br><br><strong>"Have no fear, fellow classmates, Yumi Urashima, Champion of Justice is here to make sure you all... um.. get good grades and learn how to face EVIL!"</strong> <br><br>The battle cry came from above. The top of the statue, to be exact. Posed heroically, Yumi stood with one hand on her hip and her other resting her enchanted fishing pole over her shoulder. The sun lit her from behind, allowing shadows to play across her body and highlight the ample curves barely concealed behind a nearly skin-tight tank top and a pair of shorts short enough to make Daisy Duke give her a thumbs up. It wasn't the most heroic of outfits, but her bearing and demeanor spoke of her intent to do good and noble wo- <br><br>Okay, she's falling.<br><br>A slight shift in the wrong direction causes the girl's pose to break and she helicopters her arms about cartoonishly for a moment, struggling for balance. Alas, she falls straight into the water with a loud splash and emerges seconds later, brown hair plastered to her face and shirt plastered to her ample chest. She sputters out a little water and blushes.<br><br>"I think that went well... until the falling. I need to work on my lines though... I hope there's a theatrics class," Yumi mutters to herself.<br><br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i1264.photobucket.com/albums/jj499/MzHyde/Character%20Portraits/Nakaru.jpg)</div><strong>Who:</strong> Shizuru<br><strong>For:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> The Courtyard<br><br>"You know, Chiya," said Shizuru.<br><br>Gah!<br><br>She'd just <em>appeared</em>. She <em>always</em> did that. How did she even <em>do</em> that? The red-haired demoness had a tendency to just appear in places. Nobody would ever see her walk up or hear her enter a room. It seemed to be one of the little things she liked to do, catching people by surprise. You'd turn around and she'd just be standing there. It was borderline terrifying.<br><br>"You don't have to do all that," the demoness continued, "It's not like it's your job. I know you're just trying to help, but nobody likes an overachiever. Relax a little." The redhead turned away briefly, producing a silver lighter from her pocket. Shizuru was dressed in way one might describe as 'business punk'. Her all black ensemble of a dress shirt, tie, boots, shades and pants was only broken up by the silvery glitter of the chains that crisscrossed her legs and the buckle on her belt. She looked rather human for the moment, her wings, horns and claws dispelled. She tended to find the wings rather cumbersome, to be honest. <br><br>After lighting up a cigarette she turned back to the small gathering of students and eyed them up from behind her shades. She spoke again after giving a lazy shrug of her shoulders, "I guess I might as well introduce myself. I'm Shizuru. I teach PE and all the physical combat classes here at the school. Let me get this out of the way; I take fighting seriously. Don't screw around in my class. Don't be late. Don't slack off. Piss me off an you're out, I give you an 'F'," the demoness tucked her hands into her pockets, "Put forth some effort like Miss Valduris here and you might finish school here worth a damn."<br><br>Shizuru was an intimidating one alright. It was hard to pin the 'why' on it, though. She just seemed to ooze a kind of confidence and power that made her a fairly intimidating woman, even for people that didn't know her. She was the kind of person that most folks instantly knew deserved respect. Those dumb enough not to pick up on those invisible cues often found themselves quite a bit worse for wear. Her reputation would undoubtedly spread to the new students fairly quickly. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pandora Academy :Courtyard</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mai</strong> on <strong>02-06-2013, 06:45:43</strong>
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				<strong>Who: </strong>Chiya<br><strong>For: </strong>Open<br><strong>Where: </strong>the Courtyard<br><br><hr><br>It didn't matter how many times she did it, Shizuru's sudden appearance still startled Chiya, but to her credit she managed not to jump or react too hastily this time, keeping her composed expression and demeanor. She turned to face the other instructor and bowed respectfully. "Actually I did, Shizuru. I'm on the faculty now, even if I am just an adjunct, and so it is my job. Good to see you again, though."<br><br>The dictates of politeness satisfied, she slithered off to speak with some of the newcomers. She worked well with Shizuru, and always gave her her best, but something about the demon woman always unnerved Chiya, although she was certainly a bit ashamed to admit it. After all, they were all on the same side here, right? Still, she had to admit that she'd learned quite a bit from the instructor, and that everything she said about her classes was true.<br><br>"The Dean's daughter? I knew you were coming, but it is definitely a pleasure to finally meet you." She smiled at Siren. "I'm sure with your parents you know more about this place than I do, maybe you can teach me a little bit sometime." She moved on around the ever-expanding circle of students. She pulled around Hendrik, her powerful scaled body passing a bit closer by him than strict protocol would dictate, but she allowed herself a bit of an indulgence. "Hello Henrik." Her voice had a bit of a syrupy sweetness to it. "That's quite a sword you have there, will you tell me a bit about it?" She pulled up more comfortably next to him, her red eyes watching him closely. "I fight with swords myself, although mine are a good deal less magical than yours seems to be."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pandora Academy :Courtyard</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RollingThunder</strong> on <strong>02-06-2013, 06:52:11</strong>
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				<strong>Who: </strong>Dr. Matthew Locke<br><strong>For: </strong> Open<br><strong>Where: </strong> The Courtyard<br><br><hr><br>The doctor was always a tad bit late when it came to informal meetings like these. He honestly could not quite help himself but show up late. It always seemed the students were always the least bit interested in learning the rather <em>boring</em> part of the magical tree that was White Magic, and defense against dark magic. Both classes did not quite teach students how to project balls of fire, or summon lightning, but were both important, and critical courses to take, and of course the defense against the dark arts was perhaps the most important for Doc to teach. If anything for the fear and baseless paranoia he had of himself. <br><br>He approached the circle of students, wearing his lab coat with the cuff of the sleeves rolled up a bit. While the fact that he had at one point practiced blood magic was shameful to Matt, he found it that if the Staff were unable to accept themselves for who they were, how would he expect the same from the students? Regardless the doctor had a smile on his face and introduced himself with a bowed head. <strong>"Hello everyone, it is a pleasure to see you all getting along so well. I'm Doctor Matthew Locke, but feel free to call me what you wish."</strong> Once he had at least somebodies attention he continued. <strong>"I am the school's doctor, but I also teach White Magic, and defense against dark magic. If you need any assistance feel free to ask me, I won't bite."</strong> <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pandora Academy :Courtyard</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>02-06-2013, 06:58:23</strong>
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				<strong>Who:</strong> Henrik Raubriter<br><strong>For:</strong> Open, Chiya and Shizuru specifically, Yumi mentioned, Matthew mentioned<br><strong>Where:</strong> the Courtyard<br><br>His attention would turn towards the strange and over-excited woman who was posing up on the statue. He watched her for several moments, before slowly shaking his head; he wondered, briefly, if she'd be alright here. For sure, first impressions only counted for so much, but...<br><br>But his attention was soon focused on other things; first, the sudden appearance of the PE teacher. His own reaction to her seems suspiciously mellow, though in truth, it was more of the fact that Henrik did not outwardly show panic or alarm. <br><br>Her wingless form was given the once-over, but he seemed to care less about her womanly shape, and instead chose to focus on her build. One could, after all, deduce a lot about a combatant from the build of their muscle, and the wear on their equipment; when they had equipment, that is. <br><br>"I'm looking forward to learning from you." He would say to Shizuru. Then, however, his attention once again shifted to focus on the Lamia. A brief shudder seemed to overtake his body as she drew closer than one might consider reasonable. But, he made no protest, and did not seem to particularly care; it was as if he was detached from everything, in fact. <br><br>"It's a magic sword that was once wielded by an aquatic demon. One of my ancestors slew him for killing a fishing village, and took the sword. My family has used it since." When he spoke, there it was again; the lack of emotion. Some might, with good reason, wonder if he was even capable of feeling anything. "I'll gladly spar with you some time, if you'd like." <br><br>The doctor would be briefly glanced at while he spoke, but Henrik did little more than absorb what he had to say. His attention would remain more firmly focused on the snake-woman. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pandora Academy :Courtyard</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mai</strong> on <strong>02-06-2013, 07:09:55</strong>
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				<strong>Who: </strong>Chiya<br><strong>For: </strong>Henrik, Open<br><strong>Where: </strong>the Courtyard<br><br><hr><br>She listens attentively to his explanation, trying not to be too distracted by his legs. She's always found humans intriguing, but usually she has better control than this. She pulls herself together, forcing herself to attend to his words. "Your ancestor must have been a powerful warrior indeed, to wrestle something like that from a demon." She makes a ritualized gesture with her right hand, one that in many cultures is understood as indicating respect for the dead. "And I will take up your offer to spar sometime. I would like very much to see how you handle that blade." She smiles. "Have you seen the gyms we have here? They're quite extensive and very good for that sort of exercise, even for someone as unusually shaped as many of our students."<br><br>She glanced at the doctor, flashing him a friendly smile. She'd learned a lot from him, and had a good deal of respect for the man, although she sensed that he had some inner hurt that he wasn't particularly open with her about. She would keep her distance, although she had no small curiosity about why he had chosen to devote himself to white magic (although he was certainly adept, Chiya owed most of her skill in that area of magic to his instruction).<br><br>She turned back to the young boy in front of her, resisting the urge to circle completely around him. It was a natural behavior for her, but she knew that many humans found it threatening, and she grudgingly admitted that she could understand why. "And what of your other studies? Do you have a particular concentration, or are you just doing the general curriculum and focusing on hunter training?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pandora Academy :Courtyard</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drake Valentine</strong> on <strong>02-06-2013, 07:29:23</strong>
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				<strong>Who: </strong>Ryuu<br><strong>For: </strong>Opened, mostly targeting Shizuru <br><strong>Where: </strong>Courtyard<br><br>Ryuu was always a natural troublemaker, he had some fellow students that weren’t much friends warn him prior to what he had planned in doing, but it was not something he could back down on. He could only think of the popularity he would receive afterwards if he could pull it off, not that he cared that much for such a thing, but it would be quite hilarious regardless. He had seen several of these opening ceremonies before, but to finally be a noticeable part in them, why that was another thing. His blue eyes glanced towards the various new commoners, looking over others that had been here for some time and may be well aware of his tedious behavioral problems. So far most of them were caught up in business with fellow students or their mundane lecturing they usually give.<br><br>It was a rare sight to see him with an actual backpack, but his was not filled with any school supplies, instead he had been carefully carrying something more docile all the way here. It was quite the feat, already he had several eyes from him of those guys who warned him, but they did not say anything or tried to stop him. His attention flickered again, briefly towards the Dean’s daughter and her butler, it must be nice to live such a luxurious and carefree life; but he had no room for envy, there were other things at hand. A suitable target was what was needed as he shifted his backpack over one shoulder, casually unzipping it and browsing the contents. Inside were different balloons, but they were all harmlessly filled with water.<br><br>Only one person needed to relax, such attitudes was something the young man hated. His fingers skimmed over the first water balloon, before gripping it and resuming his attention on the demonic woman who had been approach with a stranger. Good, distractions were always best, she might not even see it coming. His lips quirked in a grin at the possible look on her face when she may find herself drenched. It was the hotheaded ones he loved to pick at the most, that mischievous glint glistening within his blue eyes. It was not for much longer that he finally withdrew the item, before chucking the balloon towards the back of Shizuru’s head.<br><br>People may easily be intimidated by her, but not him. Brave or stupid or a mixture of both, Ryuu wanted to bring her down a peg or two. The worse she could do was fail him? He was only laughing inside at such a thought, why should he care about his grades to begin with? Besides, he doubted she was all amazing as she may puff herself out to be, despite all the terrifying stories he may heard from fellow students. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pandora Academy :Courtyard</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>02-06-2013, 08:03:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img259.imageshack.us/img259/3635/sparxlarsa.jpg)</div>Who: Sparx Larsa<br>For: Open<br>Where: the Courtyard<br>When: 12:10pm Sunday<br><br><hr><br>Sparx, as usually, found a way to slip off towards the back of the now forming crowd. He was not the best in social situations, and did what he could not to stand out. The hover board he was on drifted idly to the ground&nbsp; before he picked it up. he didn't want the device to attract the attention of the other people. Instead, he took this time to gather information, as he usually does for such functions. He switched from his video game's log and went to the student index he'd downloaded from the academy's website and customized with his own style. First up was Chiya, the girl who informed him this was just an informal meeting to start the next half of the term. He typed her name in the search bar and her information appeared with a picture next to it. Her name, race, and general information was displayed next to her picture, and below that, a multicolored diagram listing her combat statistics. His notes were incomplete; though her statistics were skewed towards Speed and Attack, not much had been entered for magic, which is only because Sparx has never witnessed her magical ability. <br><br>More individuals began to appear, and Sparx did his best to recognize them in order to find their information. He knew little about the spider-man, except that he was a spider-man, which he logged as such. His information then appeared on the screen along with a combat tree for him as well. His stats seemed to be skewed more towards Sp.Atk, which was shorthand for Special Attack Skill. He knew about the spider-man's creepy webs and took that into consideration when constructing his diagram.<br><br>That is when the mystery girl in white introduced herself. Sparx took down her name and made a note to run a search on her later. For now, her diagram would be blank with a question mark in the middle. He looked up at the girl; her appearance struck him as an important role in a video game. With her butler by her side, she could turn out to be a strong supporting character, or definitely a devious villain. Mr. Creepy-butler swayed Sparx's imagination more towards the villain. He should definitely keep an eye out when around her.<br><br>Many more students seemed to somehow be drawn to this area, and Sparx did what he could to keep up with them all. As they introduced themselves to one-another, he familiarized himself with their digital profiles as best he could. His notes were very lacking due to not having much social contact, but all he really needed were names, a picture, and some details on their statistics so that he could assign a danger level. It was his little way of knowing who to avoid as to ensure his long and healthy life.<br><br>He sighed though, and a glint of loneliness sparkled through the heavy tint of his transition lenses. It sucked, only being able to sit aside while old friends made new friends. His eyes stared blankly into the data pad, not looking at anything in particular, but just lost in a sea of thought. Maybe he should try actually talking to people this semester. It couldn't hurt much to just say 'Hi, my name's Sparx. How are you?' He smirked a bit as he laughed at himself. Nerdy eggheads like him always got picked on by the stronger students and never even appeared on the radar, so to speak. He was pretty invisible most of the time. Maybe it was better that way... better invisible than getting beaten on, or worse: eaten. He really didn't like that idea...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pandora Academy :Courtyard</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oldknight</strong> on <strong>02-06-2013, 08:11:33</strong>
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				<strong>Who: </strong>Van<br><strong>For: </strong>Open<br><strong>Where: </strong>the Courtyard<br><strong>When: </strong>12:00pm Sunday<br><br><hr><br>The dark haired young man walked up to the courtyard, he had heard the noise and the voices of the people whom were gathered their before him a good bit before he actually go to the courtyard itself. so he wasn't the first one whom would arrive at the location, that wasn't that big of deal to him, as being the first person to something in his opinion was rather overrated. He walked quietly up to the group, a interesting group, both demons and humans were gathered together to talk about various things and get to know each other most likely. He kept his eyes open noticing their actions without speaking.<br><br>He could tell from what he was seeing that a number of students were introducing themselves to the others whom were gathered as a way to announce they were their, most likely. It was also likely they did so, so that people would remember whom they were and they could have a better chance at the whole social aspect of the academy. It was odd though, seeing demons so close without being after their heads, had a strange feeling regarding that. Being in a school where hew as to work with demons and not always working to kill them, was just odd, but he had no choose, he would have to get used to the measure he figured.<br><br>Waiting for a moment to introduce himself as the other has, he still listened to each other the other as they talked smiling sorta of for a moment, the people were different, it would be a interesting school to go to, he was sure of both. He cleared his voice as loudly as he could to get the attention of anyone nearby or that was the goal, "I am Cornelius Van Hoffer, please call me Van, it is a pleasure to be at the same school as you all," he said loud enough to be heard by anyone in the area, before quieting back down. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pandora Academy :Courtyard</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>02-06-2013, 08:12:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1264.photobucket.com/albums/jj499/MzHyde/Character%20Portraits/Nakaru.jpg)</div><strong>Who:</strong> Shizuru<br><strong>For:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> The Courtyard<br><br>Ryuu would be sorely disappointed to find he couldn't get one over on a three thousand year old demoness with a simple waterballoon. Chiya and Heinrik, who both had been in her class, Shizuru's reaction wouldn't be surprising. Those that didn't know her, however, would probably be impressed with the speed with which she reacted. Nearly as soon as the projectile left Ryuu's hand the demoness was in motion, her left hand falling to her side, her sword materializing out of thin air in it's ebon sheath. With her other hand she quickly drew the blade and flicked upwards, the blade trailing flames that cut the balloon clean in half. The movement was so smooth and percise that the object fell into two seprate halves for a split second before evaporating (in the case of the water) or burning to nothing (in the case of the balloon) an instant later. The sword was quickly returned to it's sheath. All one single, elegant, smooth movement. Like a reflex. Like breathing.&nbsp; The demoness exhaled a slow breath, smoke curling up from her cigarette. <br><br>"Mr. Matsumoto," said Shizuru, pulling her shades off with her free hand and focusing her unnerving golden gaze upon the boy, "Apparently you think you know more about combat than me? You must. I can't imagine any other reason why you'd try and pelt me with a water balloon right after I got done talking about my rules. In any case, don't bother coming to my classes. You just failed them. I'm sure you're delighted. So am I. I don't have time to waste on people like you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pandora Academy :Courtyard</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>King Serperior</strong> on <strong>02-06-2013, 08:47:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://files.myopera.com/TKRaw/albums/374357/thumbs/seal-kidoumaru-lvl2.jpg_thumb.jpg)</div><br><strong>Who:</strong>&nbsp; Zaara <br><strong>For whom:</strong>&nbsp; Open<br><strong>Where: </strong>&nbsp; Asleep in a hammock made of web concealed by the branches of an ancient tree in the courtyard<br><strong>When:</strong>&nbsp; 12:00pm Sunday<br><hr>Zaara slipped back from the ever-growing crowd as too many people attracted too much attention.&nbsp; However, as he slipped away, he paused for a second behind the water girl, Yumi, <em>"You know, you did well back there with your leap.&nbsp; Perhaps you could give me some personal lessons in swimming?"</em>&nbsp; Zaara found that she was actually very pretty after all, and he did need help with swimming.&nbsp; Atachne have extreme difficulties in the water with their dense bodies.<br><br>The talking around him made it difficult to focus, so he made his way to the human with the date pad thing.&nbsp; He seemed to be very similar in Zaara's thoughts of the crowd.&nbsp; Seeing as he wasn't paying much attention to his surroundings, Zaara quietly walked up behind him and stared at the data pad over his shoulder, <em>"Hey, what's this thing?&nbsp; Looks like some magic."</em><br><br>To be perfectly honest, the preacher and his wife were not fond of modern tech and called it evil magic.&nbsp; They taught him how to use swords and bows instead of computers and guns.&nbsp; To be perfectly honest, he was uneducated in computers and holograms, despite having the ability to learn them extremely quickly.&nbsp; Perhaps making friends with this human could be advantageous......
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pandora Academy :Courtyard</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drake Valentine</strong> on <strong>02-06-2013, 09:08:28</strong>
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				<strong>Who: </strong>Ryuu<br><strong>For: </strong>Opened, messing with Shizuru <br><strong>Where: </strong>Courtyard<br><br>The tension in the air was broken by laughter and it was Ryuu to initiate it. The failure of his ruse didn’t bother him the least bit, honestly the young man didn’t care one way or the other. He just found it so amusing for the woman to go to such lengths and extents to show off. “Oh stop it, you’re killing me.” He managed to cough up through his chuckling fit, even the fierce look she gave him was enough to bring tears to his eyes of just how serious she was. Most people may of shrunk away from such a look, but not him; but he was not perfectly calm and collective either given the humor he got of the whole ordeal. It did take him a few moments to steady himself and return to more present and concerning matters. He even mused with the idea of trying again, his fingers vanishing into his backpack to skim over the many other balloons, but decided against it. She was just too much of a kill joy with that attitude of hers.<br><br>&nbsp;“No worries there, I planned on ditching most of your classes on the get go. Why would I want to be instructed by anyone so serious anyways? I mean, really, whipping swords out and cutting harmless objects and even getting riled up over small trivia matters? Really? With that nasty attitude you might scare all your students away.”&nbsp; He merely shook his head towards her, curios of what buttons he could push that may set her off. He was partial curios of her other abilities, wondering if he could even sway her into attacking him with one of them. His lips crook into a grin as he took his mocking to the next level. “Especially with you looking so sour like that with a face like this.” His hands rose to pinch and pull at his cheeks, making various faces at the woman, only to stop and add, his gaze narrowing slightly her way. “Smile, laugh, enjoy life. You will find being a bit more carefree can liven the mood more. Maybe you will even become more popular, who knows?” His hand rose to wave her off as he turn to take his leave, wondering who else he may pick at next. So many choices, so many students and teachers, so many balloons to go. What a fun year this will be.<br><br>The only problem was waving through the students and teachers to find any that may benefit him and his growing abilities. He quietly weighed that causing too much of a scene could be a problem, especially with the Dean's daughter out here to witness it, he was already pushing it with his earlier shenanigans; but no foul was done or any harm so he just as easily shrugged what happened off as if it was no big deal. "Whose next, whose next." He quietly hummed to himself as he paced away from the demonic woman and small group of people with her.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pandora Academy :Courtyard</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>02-06-2013, 09:33:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1264.photobucket.com/albums/jj499/MzHyde/Yumi_zpsfaa9da11.jpg)</div><strong>Who:</strong> Yumi Urashima<br><strong>For:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> The Courtyard<br><br>Yumi was just pulling herself to sit on the edge of the fountain, the girl wringing out her shirt. She sighed, "Well at least most of them weren't paying attention. I'll show 'em, though. I'm going to be the best student here!" <br><br>She tilted her head to the side and lost herself in a daydream, images of herself winning great battles dancing through her head. People cheering her name. Yumi! Yumi! Yumi! The crowd was overjoyed! 'Sign this paper!' said one adoring fan, 'Sign my baby!' said another. 'Give me swimming lessons?' said a third! <br><br>..wait, what?<br><br>Yumi snapped back to reality and started at the sight of the big red spider-thing-man in front of her. She let out an audible 'Waugh!'. Yes, she actually said 'Waugh!'. Not one of her prouder moments. The girl recoiled and her eyes shot open wide as the man-thing walked away. As he left her she thought she might've overreacted just a tad but, well, she was kind of caught by surprise and not at all used to seeing so many interesting creatures around. She'd certainly never seen anything like him before, that was to be sure. The girl sighed.<br><br>"Oh, Yumi, what've you gotten yourself into?"<br><br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i1264.photobucket.com/albums/jj499/MzHyde/Character%20Portraits/Nakaru.jpg)</div><strong>Who:</strong> Shizuru<br><strong>For:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> The Courtyard<br><br>If Ryuu was looking for Shizuru to get upset or angry, he was going to be let down. She just quietly replaced her shades and let him prattle on and make faces at her like the idiot man-child that he was. With a casual flick of her wrist, her weapon disappeared in a little puff of flames. She certainly didn't seem to be perturbed over his little prank, or his declaration that he was planning on skipping out anyway. It was as she'd said to him moments ago; she was better off without him wasting space in her classroom. After he walked away she did, however, turn and address the group for a moment.<br><br>"My classes will save your life some day. If you choose to disregard my teachings, so be it. Don't blame me when you join Mr. Matsumoto in dying a humiliating, lonely death. If anyone has any questions on my classes, I'll be drinking sake in my office until PE begins." With a lazy wave, the demoness turned and started back to the building. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pandora Academy :Courtyard</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sacrah</strong> on <strong>02-06-2013, 16:20:10</strong>
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				<strong><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">Name:</span></strong>Siren Lancaster<br><strong><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">Place:</span></strong> The Courtyard<br><strong><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">Tagged:</span></strong>Sprax, Asher and others<br><br>Siren Smiled trying to look harmless, though who really was she trying to fool. After greetings were given she walked with that hypnotic sway of her hips. Cutting through the crowd. Absently running a finger along the lamia's scale and Miss Shizurus arm. She was a bit touch. Yet those pink eyes were no the kid that was keeping to him self. typing something into a data pad. Clearly observing the others. She wondered why, or if he was taking down information or looking some up. She wondered if her folder was created in the system files. With soft sways of her hips she slowed till she was next to him. And smirked softly. "Hey there cutie, Sprax right? Names Siren If you didn't here over the chatter of others. First day here And My parents demanded I meet with everyone" She wrinkled her nose in a cute fashion.<br><br>She peered onto his finding her name on it's screen and grinned. "If you wanna know more about me just ask I don't bite. At least not hard, and only if you want me to."She purred in her flirty way. He was cute. For a human. "So yeah Feel free to come and find me whenever you feel like asking me some questions "She gave him that playful tongue poking out between her tiny fangs. Before making her way through the crowds. Stopping to lift her eyes up to the doctor. And grinned before waltz of to him.<br><br>"Hey there doctor. I am Siren Lancaster. The Lady and Dean have decided It was best that I train with others asides from my mother and Asher. Though Asher's Ass I can kick pretty good."She didn't hide the look over she did of him. He was definitely a large man compared to little her.Though she didn't care.<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">Name:</span></strong>Asher Locklear<br><strong><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">Place:</span></strong> The Courtyard<br><strong><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">Tagged:</span></strong>Yumi, Siren and everyone<br><br>Asher kept his dark eyes trailing after Siren. Trying to to shadow her and let her make some more formal introductions. Though he couldn't help the fact that he didn't want her to find another play thing. though after some moments of though He to drifted within the crow. Going to Yumi who had been with the spider monster. "That was some entrance you had made there. It was quite the....Splash." He was offering her one of his heart warming smiles . the whole one side tugged, showing a curved fang. <br><br>Asher side glanced to Siren as her keen hearing. "I like you win. Do you really think you have a chance with me when it comes to a real fight little girl" He chuckled. A deep rolling rumble in his chest before turning his eyes back on the girl before him. "Is this your first year here?" He asked trying to create a friendly topic starter.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pandora Academy :Courtyard</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>02-06-2013, 17:06:39</strong>
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				<strong>Who:</strong> Henrik Raubriter<br><strong>For:</strong> Open, Chiya specifically, Shizuru and Ryuu mentioned<br><strong>Where:</strong> the Courtyard<br><br>"My great grandfather did it. He had help, though. It's a bit of a story. I could tell it to you some time, if you'd like." He'd say to Chi, in response to her mentioning how his ancestor must have been strong. <br><br>His attention, however, would drift off towards the combat teacher and the prankster boy.&nbsp; It's not that he wasn't interested in continuing the conversation with the Lamia, he just sensed something about to happen.&nbsp; Everything was still like ripples in a pond. <br><br>He watched the exchange between the two, and shook his head a bit. He was half-tempted to say something to Ryuu about how different people enjoy different things, and show it in different ways, but he figured it would fall on deaf ears. <br><br>Oh well. Maybe he'll get eaten by a Wendigo before the year is through. Sure, the Raubriter family took it upon themselves to protect humanity from monsters, as much as they could; but hey, some times, people deserve it. <br><br>His attention turned back to Chi, however. "I have seen the gyms. I practice early morning every day. As for my other studies, I am planning to have a well-rounded curriculum." He was quiet for a moment. "Would you like to head off that way? Or are there other students you're waiting for?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pandora Academy :Courtyard</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>02-06-2013, 17:33:09</strong>
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				Who: Sparx Larsa<br>For: Open<br>Where: the Courtyard<br>When: Early Afternoon, Sunday<br><div class="floatleft">(http://img259.imageshack.us/img259/3635/sparxlarsa.jpg)</div><hr><br>Sparx was just about to finish taking notes on the students when his pad fell upon Shizuru. When her fiery picture came up and her long description scrolled through the pad, he couldn't help but make a mental note to stay far away from her. Originally, she was the one who really scared him when he got here in the first place. Her character Arch Type is usually a guardian or trainer support role, but even still, during the training arc she always eats his character alive! Not something he wanted to experience in real life. It was then that he happened to look at her combat skills. Her entire diagram was completely red and, in bold letters, had DANGER written across it. She definitely proved his little pad correct when she utterly demolished that water balloon in mid-stride. If Sparx hadn't taken a second look at the woman right when he did, he would have probably missed the show completely. He smiled pleasantly to himself. ~If I just avoid her, then I'll live through another semester.~<br><br>And just as comically as any video game or television show, she announced earlier that she'd be instructing PE and the physical combat class. Sparx had both of those classes this semester because he'd been putting them off for so long. That pleasant smile was now frozen on his face, but only because his entire body was petrified with fear. He could oh so vividly imagine Shizuru-sensei summoning a level 72 Hellfire Bullwhip and dealing merciless Dominatrix punishment to his fragile body, as he ran on a treadmill in an embarrassing gimp outfit: his screams muffled by a bright red ball gag as she yelled horrible things about him.<br><br>~Welp. Time to drop out. I'll just live in my mom's basement, eat chips and play videogames.~ It was then that he heard a voice from behind him and he jumped a little before looking over his shoulder. He suppressed the look of sheer terror as Spider-man hovered hover him. He gulped. Was he about to be eaten in front of all these people? No, it didn't seem like it. Actually, it looked like he was just interested in Sparx's data pad. He asked if it was magic and the brown-haired student almost laughed.<br><br>"Oh, this? No, not magic." It was apparent that he was being somewhat reserved as he spoke. He didn't want to sound too much like a computer geek, but only true nerds carried this level of tech on their person at all time. It was unavoidable. He tried to be smooth about it, though, and just answered in a casual flavor. "It's actually just a pad that I can store information on." It pained him to say such a demeaning thing. His data pad had the power to simultaneously hack super computers remotely, run extremely complex programs, and play Angry Birds all at the same time! This was no simple data-storing tool for the average user, but again, Sparx knew better than to have a massive geekout.<br><br>He couldn't help but show off a bit, so he typed in Siren's name and her picture immediately popped up with what little information he had on her. "See? Though since she's still new I haven't been able to gather much aside from what's registered with the school." This wasn't that bad, actually: talking to someone face-to-face. He could get used to it. But then... <em>she</em> appeared almost directly in front of him.<br><br>Siren Lancaster. She wore enough white to almost seem like an angel, but she was all demon. With the way she was leaning in towards him, he couldn't help but get the greatest view of the most voluptuous features of her body before being able to make eye-contact with the demoness. Oh yes, he would have blushed, fawned, and preformed sacrificial rituals just to get a chance to be in the company of this girl... if he didn't know better. Years of experience have brutally beaten into this young nerd that girls like <em>that</em> <span class="bbc_u"><strong>NEVER</strong></span> ended up with guys like him. His body didn't even waste the energy to summon a blush for this beautiful young girl. He simply smiled, as it was the polite and socially acceptable thing to do at this situation. She was flirty, yes, and she called him cute, but Sparx had no reason to believe she, or anyone, thought he was cute, so he simply rolled with it as if it were an empty compliment. Many would have probably mistaken him as a player at that moment, but honestly, he just knew his place. It was far from her. Besides, he didn't need Black Butler over there serving him up on a platter with an apple shoved up his ass.<br><br>Sure, it hurt to have thoughts like this... well, maybe hurt was too strong a word. It was more like a needle: a quick pinch, and then it was over. No more feeling. She told him if he ever sought any information on her he could just simply ask her. He nodded and, with a heavenly smile that wasn't at all manufactured, he replied, "That sounds like a good idea." He watched her briefly as she walked away, but felt no reason for his eyes to linger on her person, so he went back to his data pad and talking to the spider-man. "Speaking of which, I never got your name. Mine's Sparx. If you give me yours, I can enter it in to my pad. If you don't mind, that is." He didn't want to creep spider-dude out. Hah! He laughed at himself inward. Him, a human, creep out a spider demon. That was hilarious. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pandora Academy :Courtyard</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>02-06-2013, 19:05:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1264.photobucket.com/albums/jj499/MzHyde/Yumi_zpsfaa9da11.jpg)</div><strong>Who:</strong> Yumi Urashima<br><strong>For:</strong> Ash, anyone<br><strong>Where:</strong> The Courtyard<br><br>Yumi glanced up at Ash and blushed faintly at the comment about her entrance. Geez, maybe more people saw it than she'd thought. "Um, practice makes perfect! Haha.." the girl laughed nervously and rubbed the back of her head a little bit. Standing up, Yumi kept trying to wring the water out of her top and her jacket but it didn't seem to be working too well. Oh, well. She was fairly used to wearing wet clothes. It would just be annoying to have her shoes squelching across the floor all day. Hopefully nobody would get too mad. Did she have time to change before class? Probably not. <br><br>She was a bit lost in thought (again) when she was asked another question. Eep! Looking up quickly, she blinked at the man in front of her. "My first year? Um, yes, it is. My village pooled their money to send me here. Not that I don't do a great job at dispensing justice! But, um, they kind of... thought... I should get more training after I accidentally threw a fire demon into the grain shed." Yumi blushed and laughed nervously again, twiddling her fingers. "Sometimes I get lost in the moment." Ahem. "But, um, I'm going to try my hardest so that I'm the best student here by the end of the year!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pandora Academy :Courtyard</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mai</strong> on <strong>02-06-2013, 20:13:27</strong>
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				<strong>Who: </strong>Chiya<br><strong>For: </strong>Henrik, Open<br><strong>Where: </strong>the Courtyard, heading towards the gyms<br><br><hr><br>Chiya watched the water balloon altercation impassively. The poor kid was in over his head, but she had very little sympathy. At Pandora you learned quickly that there was always a bigger fish. Or hell-beast, as the case may be. <br><br>She watched the other students getting to know each other, relieved that they mostly seemed to be getting along. She made a mental note to find some time with most of them later, but elected not to interrupt their conversations now. Besides, she had a much more intriguing prospect in Henrik, at the moment.<br><br>She coiled her body under her, pulling in a bit more compact, and glanced down at her clipboard. "I can make some time now if you want." She smiled at him, trying to appear friendly. "It's quite busy for me until classes start, but one must never work too hard, it's bad for the complexion." <br><br>She moved around him, her body flowing easily on her serpentine tail, and, hoping he would come along with her, started to head towards the practice gyms.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pandora Academy :Courtyard</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>02-06-2013, 20:28:17</strong>
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				<strong>Who:</strong> Henrik Raubriter<br><strong>For:</strong> Open, Chiya specifically<br><strong>Where:</strong> the Courtyard<br><br>His shoulders would rise and fall as he took one last glance at some of the students; one was a trickster, but looking closely at his musculature, Henrik got the impression he might actually be pretty good in a fight. There was another kid who looked like he's probably never handled a weapon of any sort in his life. A few other sorts; it was a variety, which he had mixed feelings about.<br><br>Oh well. As long as they didn't slow down his training, studying, and fighting, it wouldn't matter too much.&nbsp; He would turn his attention back to the Lamia once again, and he smiled; very briefly, and very thinly. It was more like a slight twitching of the mouth more than an actual expression. "Certainly."<br><br>Though he knew where the gym was, he content to follow behind her, watching how she slid along the ground. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pandora Academy :Courtyard</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oldknight</strong> on <strong>02-06-2013, 23:46:59</strong>
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				<br><strong>Who: </strong>Van<br><strong>For: </strong>Open<br><strong>Where: </strong>the Courtyard<br><strong>When: </strong>12:00pm Sunday<br><br><hr><br>His little public announce wasn't normally the type of thing he would, wasn't his style at all, but he had done so, and fittingly it seemed to have gone unnoticed by those around himself. He shrugged, that didn't bother him, he had done what was socially required, or seemed socially required of him when he arrived, as the others whom were there had also done as well. He stretched a bit and looked around, he noticed a couple of the people were making a exit, figured it was to train or do something else. He wasn't one to care that much what people, whom he didn't know where up to, at any given moment in their day.<br><br>Van's eyes continued to see the loud human woman talking to one of the males, after her little incident, he payed what they were saying no mind, he figured it was important to them, and none of his business at all. He also heard the statement by one of the teachers, a demon, to be thought by a demon, that was going to be a heck of a challenge, something very foreign to him as well. He also noticed another male talking to one of the females that were present, he seemed to have a good deal of interest in the female, that was easy to tell just based on his body language alone, but again, none of his business.&nbsp; His eyes caught the others whom were there too, the one whom where there as well. He titled his head a bit as he noticed that one was a good bit different with 6 arms, but then again most everyone here was different and not in the fact they were some demons,but cause they just were different.<br><br>Van walked over to a bench that wasn't that far from the spot he had made his announcement to those whom were gathered at the courtyard. He would figure out what classes he had, and he would do his best. He could handle himself, he had confidence in that, confidence that was breed from success and experiences he had hunting demons with his father and mother and by himself as well. As he sat there, he thought about what he would of said if someone would of told him, he would be in the middle of a group that had demons and not trying to kill them, just a couple of months before. Things here were different as the people it seemed. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pandora Academy :Courtyard</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oldknight</strong> on <strong>19-06-2013, 13:54:52</strong>
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				Name: Yusuke Edo<br>Location:courtyard<br>Tagged: Open<br><br>Yusuke had finished with the treatment of the young woman, it worked out rather well, he was glad, for he could tell that it had been an annoying injury. Still as the ice demon stayed sitting there he thought a lot about a whole lot of things. It was the good thing about being outside, it was a place where one could think on things in peace and quiet, which were key to helping a person think in the first place. He leaned back against one of the benches in the park, the top of the bench cooling as he did so, from his natural abilities. <br><br>Yusuke had seen the students, they looked like they had potential.&nbsp; He knew that some of them would be special with great talents, but as it is said with great talents did come great responsibilities, something he had learned all so well during the very long course of his life. He had to wondered what challenges would come and face these students. He knew the biggest of course, but he was sure there would be others, some maybe greater in time, and many lesser challenges they would have to face.<br><br>It was why he was here, he wanted to help this new generation become better then the old, he didn't want to see the mistakes of the past replay in front of him yet again. He joined the school cause of that, he had originally been against the idea, but he was talked into joining by the girl whom he had treated father not that long before this moment. Still he wondered if anyone had taken up his mission, that would be a pleasant surprise to see happen. He was curious to see how capable the students were and something easy would be a good mark for that. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pandora Academy :Courtyard</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephiriel</strong> on <strong>19-06-2013, 17:17:21</strong>
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				Who: Iwora Laiph<br>Tagged: Yusuke Edo<br><br>The map awarness teacher slid out of the only place no student or teacher was allowed to enter in the same way she had trespassed in the first place. Well, more or less. Iwora went through the catacombs unaware of the magic they held and stumbled upon one of the many items littered around the place from the first step. The only problem was that she was a slime girl and could literally avoid any obstacle if she wanted to, while the darn thing insisted on staying <em>within</em> her foot. It was a rather peculiar object, made out of heavy glass in the shape of a hexagon. Iwora suspected it was used to hold ink some time ago, but she couldn't be entirely sure. She just stepped on it as she walked through the darkness and absorbed it. When she tried to pull it out, the bloody thing clinged to her woobly mass with stuborness. <br><br>It seemed the exploring will have to wait for now, she couldn't risk moving around campus with an awkward glass item stuck in her body which also happened to move as she walked. <br><br>Narrowing her eyes to avoid direct sunlight, she passed through the courtyard heading towards the doctor's office when she met face to face with Yusuke, the ice demon. <br><br>Clink! Clank! Clink! Clank! The glass item hit the pavement with every step she took, making it sound like she was wearing high heels until she used the pink mass of her body to cover it up as best as she could.<br><br>"Stalking the students?" she asked&nbsp; masking her frustration behind a casual smile. "You are just the man...uhm...demon I was looking for."&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pandora Academy :Courtyard</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oldknight</strong> on <strong>19-06-2013, 20:30:28</strong>
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				Who: Yusuke Edo<br>Tagged: Iwora Laiph<br><br>He heard her long before she got to him, it was loud the sound of the item that was stuck in the monster woman as he saw her coming towards him. He gave her a smile, he was curious as the to story behind what had happened to her. He could tell that it had to be annoying to have to deal with something such as that. He figured that she was most likely looking for him for that reason, to help her fix her issue.<br><br>"No, but there are some rather interesting ones here&lt;" he said with a smile on his lips as he looked at the female slime, "now, wondering where we were not suppose to would be my guess, and now you need that thing out," he said as he looked at her, "okay, put your foot on the bench, I can get to work on fetting the item out without any problems," he said as he had a good idea how to get something unstuck from a slime girl. <br><br>"I don't even need to go to my office for this, just a simple bit of magic, a bit of coldness and it will be out, your going to need energy though after I do this, so that it will help heal the spot where the item is after I remove it, once you have this, then you shouldn't have any problems at all being back to new within a rather short period of time actually. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pandora Academy :Courtyard</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephiriel</strong> on <strong>20-06-2013, 07:14:46</strong>
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				"Energy?" she asked rather intrigued by the idea of needing a burst of fresh power after this was over and done with. Surely the good doctor knew in what way an honest slime girl such as herself usually got her energy refilled.<br><br>"Are you also volunteering?" she asked with an eager smile, thinking that if he said "no" then she'll have to ask permission from the Dean to go 'hunting'. And there was always the option of dragging an unsuspecting, yet surely willing student into the dark corners of her lair (unrightfully entitled 'office' by the school administration) for a 'quickie'.<br><br>With these in mind, Iwora placed her leg where he suggested, stretching and wrapping one of her arms around his shoulders for better balance. A strong scent of cherry bubblegum surrounded the ice demon, inviting enough to make his mouth drool.<br>"Will this hurt?" she asked humorously, knowing very well that she never experienced physical pain. The only kind she got was frustration and lack of energy or other similar reactions which merely counted as such.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pandora Academy :Courtyard</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oldknight</strong> on <strong>20-06-2013, 14:09:20</strong>
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				"Yes, you are going to need energy, this is not something that will feel good, most likely won't hurt, at least a first, but it will feel strange and odd to you, your foot will feel numb for a moment and then you will possibly feel a bit of pain, and the need for energy as well," he informed her as he nodded his head, "yes, a doctor never leaves a patient in worse shape they are in, so I will volunteer to help you with your need for energy," he said with a nod of his head as he looked at the foot.<br><br>Putting his hand to the food, he froze the slime, using his natural demon powers, with it frozen he was able to break the top of the area and remove the object from under the foot. He put the object aside as he turned his attention to the foot. He used some simple healing magics to warm her foot back up and to heal the damaged done to it from the object, of course, her body would heal naturally, but that would take some energy, the energy she would need to replace that he told her about in the first place.<br><br>"There we go, that part is all complete, now you just need energy," he commented as he knew where she got her energy from, but he also knew that it was needed so she would heal properly and thus what he was willing to do. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pandora Academy :Courtyard</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephiriel</strong> on <strong>20-06-2013, 16:52:58</strong>
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				Just as his hand touched the sole, Iwora's body woobled naturally, expecting the cold. Usually she didn't like the idea of getting frozed, even just a bit. It was one of the few ways to stop her from doing anything or getting anywhere she liked and this only added a feeling of vulnerability to frustration. <br><br>She wondered if being close to him and draining his energy would be dangerous. After all, she had a knack for bumbing into danger and causing accidents. The mere thought of Yusuke releasing an unexpected amount of magic into her body and frozing her in place alltogether frightened the teacher.<br><br>"On second thoughts, I don't really want to bother you too mu-aaaa-aah" the feeling of sheer, penetrating cold invading her senses baffled Iwora so much that she felt the need to scream. It seemed that the glass' magic reacted to Yusuke's touch, causing an odd reaction in her gelatinous body. Iwora felt the cold and the prickly pain for the first time. She <em>felt</em> the incision and the glass being pulled out of her leg. <br><br>"wha-wha-wait..." she said wiggling and gripped his large shoulders "something's not righ.." before the cherry slime finished her sentence, she got the sudden need to faint. It was just like he said, the process will most likely take a lot of her energy, yet no one expected to completely drain her. <br><br>Instinctively her other arm wrapped itself around his neck, pulling the pink monster girl closer to him and Iwora pressed herself against his body, hungrily trying to absorb his energy through his skin.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pandora Academy :Courtyard</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oldknight</strong> on <strong>20-06-2013, 22:15:32</strong>
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				Now the degree with it had taken power from the slime woman, was something he hadn't expected, he could tell it had a rather big impact on her. It had been a long time since he had worked on a slime woman, but it wasn't what he did but something to do with the magic item itself. He would have to look into it, and figure it out far greater in degree then he did at that moment. He froze it solid with his powers before he noticed and felt Iwora's hands around his neck.<br><br>He knew how they were able to get power, and he knew that touch was important, he was glad he was just wearing a button up shirt, which made it easy to quickly unbutton and slip off his own body. It was going to be important for him to share a good bit of his own energy with this woman. He could feel the slime of her body pressing against him and drawing energy out, his eyes glowed as he unsealed a source of energy in himself, he learn to keep in such situations. He let his hands press against the slimes backside as he knew that would be a way for her to get more energy from him as well, though his contact with her as well. <br><br>"Well, you will okay, Iwora, the challenging part is done with, and I have enough power easily for you to take what you need. I guess it is a really good thing that you ran into me," he said softly as he could feel his energy slowly slipping from his body due to her touch, and her need for energy as well. It was a matter of calculations actually. <br><br>He knew he would have to when this was done return to his lap, and get to work on the item, what it was, he had no clue at all, it could be anything, and it could represent a great treat to the whole school and beyond. It would take priority over other experiments he had been working on recently right away. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pandora Academy :Courtyard</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephiriel</strong> on <strong>21-06-2013, 12:46:01</strong>
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				Fortunately for Yusuke, he had both the potential and the experience to deal with Iwora's unusual greed for energy. She couldn't have known about his past or the limit of his powers in fact, but for any demon with less endurance, it would probably be devastating.<br><br>His shirt dampened as her body pressed further against him, wrapping her arms tighter around his neck and back, while she absorbed the energy given willingly. Large, firm breasts would pin to his chest as she clinged to him. The sudden surge of magic brought Iwora back to her senses. It was enough to restore her former spunk, but not nearly enough for what she had in mind. Desire and yearning, all bundled up in a certain kind of hunger urged the monster girl to continue. She tilted his head to the side forcefully and licked his neck, savoring the odd coldness that poured out of his skin.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pandora Academy :Courtyard</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oldknight</strong> on <strong>21-06-2013, 14:01:27</strong>
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				Yusuke could feel his energy being siphoned off by the slime, he knew that he had to be very much careful even though he knew he had th power to handle the situation. He moved one hand and used a healing spell which would give him a degree of regeration on his own energy which would help. Sadly, it wasn't something he had figured a way to use on other yet, but it was one of the things he happened to be working on in his lab.<br><br>He felt her press against him, oddly it had been a few centuries since he had felt these things, and a few thousand years. since he had this happen with a smile female. It was a nice feeling he could tell just looking at her, that the touch she gave him with her body was having the needed effect, as well as his hands which were pretty openly groping her butt so that he could send her energy that way as well. He felt his head being moved, and went with it, he wasn't sure what she had in mind till she had done what she had in mind. He was a bit surprised by the lick feeling like a ice pop, but it felt nice too, <br><br>His own hands slipped up her back as he was able to use them to press her against him a bit more, so that the transfer would increase, but also just cause he happened to find the feeling of having this woman pressed up against him to be rather good. He knew that the each moment that the power that this woman would need was returning and in a good pace.He had a feeling that something in the magic glass had a important aspect, but he couldn't focus on those thoughts do to the situation he found himself in. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pandora Academy :Courtyard</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephiriel</strong> on <strong>25-06-2013, 17:45:55</strong>
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				For a few seconds, her tongue froze and stuck to his neck. Iwora blinked a couple of times, trying to figure out what to do before 'melting' her tongue willingly, letting it slide along the ice demon's neck only to have back in one piece again. <br><br>Her hand held on to him, trapping his body while her tail slowly made its way from her back to the front of his shirt to unbutton it. The pinkish point slide between her stomach and his, ripping off the buttons one by one, before reaching the hem of his pants. All this time, Iwora boldly forced her lips on his, kissing Yusuke as if the end of the world was just around the corner and they were the only two beings on the planet.<br><br>She felt his hands caressing her rear (all too well) and slowly leaned back, forcing a distance between them. <br><br>"I'm afraid magic just isn't enough" she said without malice, begging with her eyes for him to let her have her way. She would have done it nonetheless, but somehow forcing her ways upon him as she usually did with her victims didn't sit right with Iwora. He offered to help after all.<br><br>Without really waiting for approval, she cut away his belt with the tip of her tail, not bothering with the fact that they were in a public place, fortunately alone for now.<br><br>"Oh, I'm sorry" she feigned "sometimes it just has a mind of its own."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pandora Academy :Courtyard</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oldknight</strong> on <strong>27-06-2013, 22:58:11</strong>
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				The feel of the tongue from Iwora against his neck had a odd feeling to it he could feel the warmth mix with the cold that naturally came from his body, creating the odd sort of feeling that he noticed and let her move back as they were so close together, he figured she had a plan in her mind, and that she was after something, though at the moment, he only figured she was after his magical energy to regain her power and strength. He hadn't considered other possibilities yet, as they were not so evident <br><br>He heard her told tough as she admitted needing more then magic power, it shouldn't of come to a surprise to the ice demon, but he did notice there was no malice or hate in her tone, and well he knew that his body was a good bit worked up as well. "It is fine, go ahead, you can use me as you need to, I did offer to help, and I am not going to back down off my offer, a doctor can't cause any harm after all," he replied to her as he felt her take away his belt with her sharp tail anyhow. <br><br>His body wasn't against the idea either, as he was sure that she had noticed by now, since she was on his lap, she would of had to notice a large buldge in his pants from where his hardened member happened to be pressing up against the fabric of his pants. He knew that they could get in trouble if caught, but that some how added to the general excitement of the moment thought. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pandora Academy :Courtyard</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephiriel</strong> on <strong>29-06-2013, 14:14:14</strong>
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				It was more than she needed. Sliding her tongue easily into Yusuke's mouth, Iwora left a sweet taste of cherry as she wrapped it around his own, playfully inviting the demon to tag along. The aftertaste remainded as sweet long after she&nbsp; glided down from his lap and onto her knees, reaching the grassy ground.<br><br>"I think I'll just help myself, then" she replied, without asking a second time for his permission and boldly gripped the hem of his pants, coming closer against his groin. The cherry slime girl favored one type of food above all others, which wasn't that hard to guess considering her nature. She slid one hand inside his pants and gripped the ice demon's shaft casually. <br><br>"Brrr, chilly" she said surprised that her body was now able to sense his cold skin better than ever. Iwora's eyes glistened and her mouth turned watery with anticipation. While she didn't particulary like the idea of tasting something as cold as Yusuke, just the thought of having her mouth filled with tasty demon seed was tantalizing enough.<br><br>She first licked the tip to 'test the waters' oddly fearing that her tongue might stick to him. Then the instinct to feed kicked in and there was no stopping. Holding onto his manhood, the slime girl licked hungrily its underside.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;
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