[Class]Curses, Hexes, and Spells (Assignment, Page 8)

[Selalusia]

Ithilethiel did indeed enter the classroom silently. She looked briefly around at the decor of this room, her raven Nekyia perched happily on her shoulder. Neither of them seemed to find the room intimidating in the least. Though it would be hard to read anything from Ithi's expression, which remained quite unreadable.

There were a good number of students already in the classroom, a few of which she recognized vaguely. She silently took a seat, and Nekyia merely rustled his wings as he had to reposition himself.

It was then Ithi heard the voice of a student speak up over the rest, that seemed to be speaking to no one in particular. Something about estrogen? Ithi looked around and realized that the classroom was indeed filled mostly with females. And many were reapers. The latter didn't surprise her in the least.  

[Appeal]

Lucien had stopped abruptly when he seen this door. There was something about this door, but he wasn't sure what it was, that was drawing his attention to it. It was pulling him to it. Spells, Hexes, Curses... backwards, but Lucien got the point. He thought about his family, and his element of the air. Air was considered a magic, right? And he was considered air. It made sense to him, but he hesitated. He was standing in front of the door until the air around him seemed to push him into the doorway, causing him to fly into the classroom and nearly onto his face.

He promptly grabbed hold of a nearby desk. He had made a lot of noise and cautiously looked around at the other students as he regained his composure. He hadn't really recognized anyone until he seen another ghost, a pretty young lady with a scroll on her face. He had seen her before, hadn't he? It was something about a scroll on the face that you just didn't forget. He found himself floating on over to her, taking a seat next to her.

"Salutations," he said to her. "Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Lucien, may I inquire what yours is my..." Don't say scroll face lady, don't say it, don't say it. He tried hard to keep that thought as he looked over her to find some other train of thought to finish his next thought, "... sc... scantily dressed lady?"

Damn it.

 

[Ary Keeyara]

Coralie watched as at least two boys joined the ranks. That certainly didn't improve the ratio much, but it didn't particularly matter. She did wonder idly if it'd make them feel out of place. She watched everyone within the class lazily, her head propped up against the desk with her hand. She commented to no one in particular, "We're a pretty quiet bunch, hmm?"

Luka had climbed to a better perch on her shoulder and was looking around as well. That was when he spotted it-a bird! He immediately dropped his shoulders lower and flicked his tail, white blue eyes watching just before he...leaped! He was caught in mid-air by Coralie, who grasped him tightly around his tiny mid-section.

"Behave," she told him, though her smile and tone said that she was amused.

"But-but...I want to get it!" Luka sulked, much like a two year old who hadn't gotten the spider-pope he'd wanted.  

[Selalusia]

Ithi quietly sat watching nothing or no one in particular, simply taking in her surroundings. She then opened one of the texts she had been given for the class and began leafing through it, not really taking in anything that was on the pages. Her hand twitched and at the same time Nekyia shifted his weight very slightly. They had both just noticed the cat eying Nekyia. Ithi made no move as she saw the thing crouch and release itself in the air. Nekyia however had spread his wings to launch himself into the air the moment the cat sprang.

But he didn't need to do such. The cat was caught by a girl Ithi assumed to be in charge of the cat. A very slight smile found its way to Ithi's face as she heard the girl and the cat converse. She looked sideways at Nekyia, who had re-settled himself on her shoulder looking far less amused than Ithi. He looked more like he was ready for a fight. Ithi reached up to gently stroke his head.  

[x___Doctor Ruri]

Braum wandered into class nonchalantly, slipping in soundlessly. While he usually WANTED to make his presence known, stealth wasn't totally out of his range. He wasn't perfect of course, but he could always sign up for the Stealth class next season. What worried him at the moment though, was much more pressing and vital to his well-being. Curses and magics were always good to have, especially to a demon with such a large handicap. Not that he'd TELL anyone his wings were both his greatest asset and most dibilitating weakness, but he was sure there were at least a FEW people around school smart enough to figure out if the bones are light enough to fly, they're probably light enough to break too. He shivered slightly, thinking about the prospect of getting his wings clipped was not pleasant.

And so he was here. It was almost mandatory for any good Reaper or Demon to pass through this class actually, or at least that's what father said. Anyone who couldn't control or utilize their magic was practically worthless. Who knew, maybe there was even a spell or curse to stop his visions? He grimaced as he took to leaning on a back wall, his arms crossed and sharp eyes evaluating everyone here, careful not to be taken by surprise. The visions were even worse than his fragile wings. If he could pick and choose when to have them, AND lay curses on others, he'd be nigh unstopable. Or at least he thought so. But then, he'd always tended to think incredibly highly of himself. Rubbing his temples with a small groan, he felt a headache coming on. Headaches always meant visions, and he leaned down slightly to swoop up his flask of brightly colored liquid, taking a greedy gulp of it. Drinking until he had to stop for lack of air, he took a steadying breath and put the cork back on it, licking his lips for remnants of the toxic fluid. Using his thumb to delicately wipe a small bit at the corner of his mouth off, he licked it clean and frowned at himself. He was needing more toxins to suppress the visions, and consequently the warning signs of one coming on, than he used to.

Perhaps this class could not have come at a better time.  

[Byagane319]

Lilura left Bella to talk with the other girls and spotted another yellow clad witch when she entered. Well she assumed it was another witch considering she had a talking cat with her. It seemed to be after a bird type boil who had just taken a seat. She had to giggle a bit before she got up the nerve to walk over.

"Hi there! I'm Lilura! This is Tartalo," she motioned to her scythe who swung his head around to look at the young girl.

"Ah, good afternoon my lady," he bowed as best he could.

"Seems to be a girl oriented class eh?" she looked around at the others, as only two males had entered. Perhaps this wouldn't be so bad. She wouldn't embarress herself infront of any cute warlocks. She tapped her cloak, whom unwound itself from around her neck then hung itself on the back of a car on the desk next to Coralie. Lilura took a seat next to the other witch and smiled.  

[S a l l y S h e e p]

Colette had hurried toward the classroom at a pretty good speed, though the pace was considered normal to her, and took a moment to go through her memory. This is where the Curses, Hexes, and Spells class is supposed to be; right? She hoped she remembered correctly, she didn't want to think of how embarrassing it would be to go to the wrong room.

Walking into the doorway, she took a quick look around the room. Well. Even if it possibly wasn't Curses, Hexes, and Spells; it seemed to be the class for many Reapers and that was good enough for her. Colette wanted to take every important reaper class and more! To her dismay, someone had already chosen to occupy the middle of the room. She figured she would have to learn to get to places faster. Or maybe just wake up earlier. The next best thing, Colette thought, would have to be center back of the room.

Not taking her eyes off the large desk in the front, Colette walked around to the back and along the number of seats offered until she felt most comfortable. One seat away from other students, she thought, but the closest to the center of the row as possible. It probably looked completely strange and awkward to anyone who took attention to her, but she was pleased with the fact what she'd probably see most was the back of everyone's head and the professor's face. Now she just hoped no one would bother her too much.  

[AyeAvast]

"Thank you!" Belladonna cooed at the compliment bestowed to her by Sin. One day she'd like to be considered sexy as this girl was, but she figured she had a few more years before that so she was content to be called cute. "This is very exciting. Spells and hexes are quite fun! I'm not very good with them I'm afraid..." Well, only because she hadn't practiced. And practice makes perfect! Unless you really were very bad at them and in that case she didn't want to think about it because EVERY good witch could cast even a simple spell! RIGHT?!

A flutter of color caught Belladonna's eyes and she turned to see Braum enter the classroom. Having conversed with him at movie night, Belladonna felt it only right to wave him over.
"Come sit with us!" She told him, looking to a few empty seats still left in the room. "Glad to see you in this class!"  

[Paperghost]

She was so engrossed in her little origami project, Mai hadn't noticed the boy take a seat next to her. Even after he had addressed her directly, it was probably an entire minute or more before she realized someone was actually talking to her. Well, she hadn't realized it herself really. Her ghost fire companion puffed and huffed at her until she noticed that it was indicating the other student. Mai's gaze slid sideways, her head turning with it a second later. Cute, was her first thought as she took him in. But it was followed quickly by a inward sigh of disappointment as she sensed for some sign of body heat coming from him and found only the coldness of her own kind.

"Helloo," she said in her quietly echoing voice, as she tried to recall what the boy had said. Her memory sluggishly backtracked until she thought she had everything. "Lucien." Her eyes dropped to her own clothing. Scantily dressed? She didn't really think so... but she supposed she might be showing a bit more than some of the other students. Somehow, she found it amusing that he would address her thusly. Her eyes returned to his, a small smirk pulling at the corner of her mouth. The little blue flame spirit floated over to Lucien and did its customary inspection, slowly circling the boy a few times.

"My namme is Mai," she offered with a polite nod of her head. "Nice to meet yoouu."  

[Appeal]

Lucien kind of eyed the origami project Mai had been working on before she finally seemed to notice he was there. He'd never seen origami before, and thought it was rather interesting to see and watch. He was finally pleased when the other addressed him and even introduced herself! He was a little surprised because of what he said, and it wasn't what he meant to say at all! Usually people gave him strange looks. Instead, Lucien smiled at Mai before tilting his head to the side and then to the other side following the small flame spirit as it circled him.

"Hello," he said, addressing the little spirit as well. "It's nice to meet you as well."

The air elemental paused, and then looked back to Mai. He took a moment to gather the words and then asked, "Who might this little guy be?"

 

[Roxy_roxanna2]

Belladonna seemed nice enough, and despite her uncertainty around reapers Sin carried on the conversation. Besides all thee were first year reapers, which meant that thins like binding demons were far beyond their level of skill, no need to be nervous. She smoothed down her dress casually and relaxed.

"Don't worry I'm sure no one expects us to be spell experts in our very first classes."

She glanced over spotting Alcyone, Alcie was her nickname Sin reminded herself. She prided herself on remembering who was who and what they liked and why. It came second nature to want to know her surroundings and the strengths and weaknesses of those around her. Something Sin had been taught from the cradle, demons were manipulators but you had to know your situation before you could manipulate anything. For Sin manipulation wasn't just for getting what you wanted, words she had found could sway, hurt, and help not only herself but others.

Her eyes fixed on Braum for a long curious moment watching as he apparently struggled with a headache of somekind. She turned away so she wouldn't be caught staring but watched him drink from the flask out of the corner of her eye.  

[Ary Keeyara]

Coralie put Luka deliberately on her other shoulder, though it seemed unlikely that would deter the curious little feline. Seeming fully aware of this fact she looked over at Ithi and told her, "Don't worry, if he goes for it again it shouldn't last long. Even a little smack will send him scurrying, he's a pretty big wimp." She took a moment to pass Ithi's raven a glance too and came to the conclusion tat Luka would get his little tail kicked if he tried anything. That bird didn't look terribly friendly, at least in regards to the feline.

Her attention was quickly redirected as another Reaper came over to her. She raised her brows at the large scythe, not so much because it could talk, which wasn't something she was unused to, but because it was such a large, sharp thing to just...carry around. Huh! She wondered if it ever caused in problems, lugging it around all day.

"Coralie," she replied, "Though just Cora please. And this, though you may not actually want to know, is Wilfred." She gestured to her hat who seemed to be eyeing Tartalo with interest. Not that it was ever really easy to see what he was looking at, just by being...a hat and all.

"Get yerself some manners!" Complained Wilfred. "Look at how po-lite dem two are? Could take lesson from 'em, ya hear?"

Apparently she didn't, because she ignored the comment and instead just replied to Lilura. "Looks like it. Guess most of the guys at school just don't have it in them." She knew that her friend Morton was quite the opposite, actually; he was quite terrified of magic, so obviously he was a little less than qualified to practice it.  

[Rii_Hon]

It had taken awhile to find the classroom, even with his map. Thankfully, though, there were some very helpful students who were more than happy to point him in the right direction. Though now he has pieces of paper that he has no idea what to do with. It wasn't about to be used at any time or anything. He had better things to do than the whole wooing and flirting business.

But find it, he had, and he looked very pleased indeed to see there were other people. Ah, so maybe he'd learn of other demons or... at least find people with a decent taste for fashion. Humming a light tune to himself, he put his map safely in his back pocket as he found a spare seat and settled himself down. Might as well get comfy and since he didn't know anyone, as of yet, he opted for looking around a bit at them. Seems to be a rather colorful bunch. And this class sounded very interesting indeed.

((Hope it's okay to have him invade X3 ))