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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2014 2:46 pm
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"Why not? Pushing is fun?" He really would like to push up against whatever Sin wanted to put his way.
His smile faltered a bit when he heard Sin sigh and glanced over at Zar. What the hell? She had her panties all tight for him?
Still, Zar was his friend and older. Maybe if he was kind and through Zar a bone, he would do the same favor for him. He waved over at the demon. "Sup, Zar?" He called, hoping that he could get the demon over. If that wasn't a hint enough, he jerked his head in a come-get-your-butt-here-and-tap-this motion.
He looked back up to Sin and leaned back. "Yeeaahh. That's my bud, Zar."
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Awww. She was so scared. He remembered being like that when he was a freshman. "Yeah, it's different from a herd, that's for sure." If she was anything like him, she probably never left her home territory till now.
He felt more relieved that she wasn't hostile, but turned his head at the name of her clan. "Dubliners?" He never heard of that. Dubliners. Dubi...
His eyes went wider as he turned to her. "You're a Liffey! My, you are far! Wow. This is - I never got to talk to a Liffey before." He felt a bit honored.
Flustered, he took her hands and smiled. "It's a honor to meet you, Molly." To which he leaned down and pressed her cheek against hers.
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2014 3:25 pm
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(( You do understand that most infiltration missions like these require a sense of prudence and the ability to not stand out, dear one~? ))
Oh, shut up. You're enjoying this too much. He wasn't great socializing with people; it wasn't a stretch to think he'd do just as poorly with non-humans.
Jack was met with the mixed sounds of the giant's chuckles and the werewolf's growls, which made him very, very aware of how little protection these meat suits offered. s**t.
The kelpie cringed for effect. "Oy, calm down, didn't mean anything by it," she said quickly. "Just . . . new school nerves or something. Talking a lot. Chr--Jack." Molly had the forethought to leave out the very tempting, Down, boy.
(It was bizarre to use his own name, though.)
Thankfully (thankfully?) it seemed he had stumbled across a clan this Calder thing knew, although now it meant figuring out what that entailed. "I, ah--yeah," she mumbled, her shoulders hunching as they touched cheeks (oh dear God, they were touching him), her hand limply shaking his. "Nice to . . . meet you . . . too . . . No' an honor, though. Clan kicked me here last minute so's I could prove I was worth it." He had to pretend this was some sort of bizarre little play to get through the class, hedging around details, ad libbing some history like some side character.
(( Admit it. It is very entertaining to be someone other than yourself! ))
"Your, uh, friend?" Molly went on to ask, glancing again at the demon who waved. Hell, there were a lot of demon-looking things in that corner . . . She started staring again.
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2014 4:33 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2014 6:53 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2014 6:56 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2014 7:22 pm
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Seiana_ZI rolled 1 4-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-4)
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2014 7:45 pm
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... Great, a class on the Holiday Doors.
Cearney O'Cahan had a bit more awareness of the holiday doors than the average student, he figured. It was somewhat a topic of bitter snarking in his clan, often focused on the fact that they were, well, leprechauns. See, there was another holiday that had taken all the steam away from them in the FEAR department, converting it over to whatever-the-Jack that St. Patrick's Day thought it used.
Of course, Cearney should not have been surprised when he walked in and immediately spotted some memorabilia of that irritant of a holiday hanging on the walls. It took all of his conscious self-control to not march over there and attempt to rip it down where it stood--and conscious self-control for someone who often just snatched things on his own whimsy because he had no control over anything of the sort was something that was not particularly common.
Instead of taking it down, he skulked to his seat and bunkered down, staring down a bunny that seemed to be interested in staring him back down as well. Eh. He had no interest in the chocolate bunny, and decided to let it keep staring. It was no bother to him either way.
His mind was on other things.
Maybe if this Professor Selene brought up the so-called "holiday," he could make a stand for all of leprechaun kind...
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Holiday Doors?
Unlike certain demons in the class, Yildirim Ignatius Svarog had little to no knowledge of the other holidays. There was usually a pretty good deal said about Christmas and the season of JOY, so that was not necessarily new to him, but everything else? Inside his lightning hometown, they had little concern with anything of the other worlds as much as Yildirim might have been curious about them if they were ever introduced to them.
Needless to say, his curiosity was piqued by the idea of the class and he walked in, looking around. A few had settled in already--no one he recognized, he observed with a small bit of a frown. The frown was quickly wiped away. That's okay! He could just make more friends or get to know more people. The idea of more social interaction was enough to drive the man with a rather extroverted demeanor into the classroom, flopping down in a desk towards the middle of the room--where a lot of people tended to sit.
On his desk was a chocolate bunny.
Oo, sweets!
Not even noticing if the chocolate bunny might have been FEAR-enhanced, he immediately picked it up and started to snack on it. It didn't seem to bother him any.
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Serafina the Ever-Curious was very obviously going to make herself present at the Holiday Doors class.
Okay, she wasn't obvious. She actually slipped towards the back of the classroom and sat where she could see--which meant behind some people who were relatively short--but wouldn't necessarily be noticed by anyone that wasn't perhaps actively seeking her out.
She even when partially intangible, observing those around her. The chocolate bunny in front of her was ignored for the moment, her mind busy buzzing instead with all the different worlds she could learn about here. And what did they run on? There was Fear for them, of course, and Joy for Christmas, but what did the other worlds need from humanity?
Did they have their own hunters chasing them?
Serafina snorted.
Probably not...
((OOC: Feel free to bother any of the three of them!))
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2014 7:51 pm
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He wasn't late -- not yet, anyway -- showing up near to the deadline with far too many school supplies tucked under his arm, considering the subject and the cheerful, celebratory brightness of the classroom. Harrow hesitated in the doorway, pale hair tumbling into his eyes and across his cheeks, to take in the noisy group that had beat him there: unsure where exactly he should sit or what any of this meant.
To him, a class was a class, and it was time he got work. So, with a deep breath in -- fighting down a wave of discomfort -- and slid through the door to find his way to an empty desk.
There, he sank down to sit, and while his classmates might be bold enough to take a big bite out of their rabbits, Harrow simply sat and looked at his. The pair of them blinking slowly at each other.
He'd wait for the teacher.
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2014 8:12 pm
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When he arrived, Frost sat in the back, half asleep, half awake. He really didn't have much interest in the worlds, so much as he did in how they worked alongside FEAR- if perhaps such worlds held a secret that would aid him and his people. With graduation drawing ever closer, the ghost was forced again and again to consider just what would give him what he needed and what he wanted and what he thought would benefit his people.
Selfishness had been his recent folly, and reality had rushed back only a few weeks prior.
He would be the true Alpha soon if he could prove himself- yet if he was not ready, had so little to give and show for his time away? Then just what had he spent his time at Amity for?
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A golem that she'd chosen- white to black hair and wings reflecting that of a snowy owl. Eyes the same deep brown. Vanity and folly on her part, but the taller siren golem was dressed in a more traditional fashion of the species. White Grecian robes, leather sandals and a few gold bits of jewelry here and there. Perhaps most notable were the white roses that framed the head- earwings flicking side to side.
Israfel was pleased by her appearance, even if Solia found it a bit ironic yet fitting that it be her approach to Amity, as one of Israfel's sisters. A siren flock was large, and it was unlikely that any of his people would know of the ruse, not unless she went around digging perhaps too deep and too far.
Slipping into a seat near the middle, Solia sighed, wings ruffling behind her. Extra limbs were so difficult really.
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2014 8:15 pm
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My, but the class was filling up fast! Selene couldn't be certain, but she believed this class had attracted the most students of any she'd done before. Success! This of course made her quake with anxiety and nervous energy, which would be interpreted in an even quieter voice when she tried to lecture, but that did not stop her from coming out from hiding behind her desk, looking pointedly at anyone but Marosa, and rapping her knuckles on the desk behind her as she stood in front of the class.
"Ahh, attention. Attention! A-hem! Please, if everyone would quiet down, yes thank you! No more chattering now, please!"
The chatter only half stopped, and Selene continued to try and get the attention of the class by clearing her throat and chirping out in a tiny, helpless voice.
"Silence now, it's time to begin! Please?"
Quote: Class is still open for people to enter! Selene is trying to get everyone's attention to begin the lecture portion of the class, which is difficult as she has a very quiet voice. Small updates will occur throughout the evening, but only in lecture format, which will be linked in the first post as they are made for easy catch up. Class will remain open for stragglers to join until tomorrow, at which point it will close and the real fun will begin.
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2014 8:21 pm
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