Ariadust academy ( all members welcome anytime)

[kai the pkk]

Alex: but wai- ( he sighs as Mira ran off) I honestly don't get that girl sometimes she's says I have a penalty insists I pay for tea then runs off...

Lauren: ( places a hand on his shoulder and shakes his head)

Leo: you seriously can't be that dense ( the three walk back to the academy and turn in)

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Professor: nevermind that we'll have time to chat tomorrow

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Reid: ( he decided that he needed to go for a walk)....how long is that nightmare going to haunt me I already lived through it once why do I have to keep watching it over and over I can't do anything!...it's not fair ( he closes his eyes a he begins to calm down and e walks back to the dorm into Lucille's room) *he breathes softly* ( he starts laughing as he sees how Lucille usurped the entire bed and he stretches) oh well lucky for me I have my own bed just in case of such a situation

[GamerKale]

The following day Sylvester actually woke up on time, and by on time I of course mean insanely early to go train with Jeanne. He took off all his jewelry, even his necklace while he watched Karin sleep for a few minutes in the dark. Never again. He slipped the jewelry into his vest and draped it over the chair next to her, he also put his socks in his boots which he left on the seat before he made his way to the sparring room. He inclined his head to Jeanne as he entered, "My name's Sylvester. I appreciate you taking me on."

[kai the pkk]

Reid: ( much like how Sylvester woke up early Reid woke up to go to the taking grounds in his battle gear) Aura is the power that flows through all of us ( he remembers his basic training from before he arrived at the academy)?
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Reid's master: remember Reid aura flows through ll of us you nee to channel it and then foca on your dust control maintain your aura while you use your power

Reid: okay I get that but why did I strip for this! I don't even know what an Aura is!

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Reid: ( he sits on the ground as he places his hand together) ......( he breathes softly as the temperature around him begins to decrease as his aura slowly appears in the color of light blue) focus....

Professors voice: as you are now you don't stand a chance against mr. Schrodinger

Reid: then how am I supposed to defeat that man?...( his bracers begin to emit a light blue aura but it looks like their steaming from the cold as he stands up and takes his fighting stance as he grabs his boomerangs) I should be focusing of how to be a better leader the only way to start that is to first clear my head ad then start over from the beginning ( he throws his boomerangs) I need to learn the proper way to think and this is only way I know how to think

[Haseo{Terror of Death}]

“Run.” Jeanne ordered as she ran out of the room at full pace. “Aura requires a fit body! We’ll be running for the next three hours!” Jeanne ran down the hall and made a sharp left. “Come on Kitty boy! I want you right beside me or ahead of me.” Jeanne smirked as she finished warming up and decided to run at her fullest sprint. How such a small girl could run so fast completely baffled many, or rather many of the few that were awake at this ungodly hour to watch the silver armored blur pass right in front of them.

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Lucille extends her limbs in her bed stretching out completely, somehow she’s slid halfway out of her clothes and a pillow covers her head, making her snore echo loudly throughout the small dorm. Her legs fight for control of the center of the bed sliding her pajamas up her legs higher.

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Else were Tristan stood in a room, blasting targets with his various dust. “My casts are supreme. How could that abhorrent witch possibly match my casting?” Over and over Tristan cast his Dust. Targets were shattered hopelessly, but Tristan felt no satisfaction. “And to make matters worse, Jeanne accepted that vermin under her tutelage. What academy even accepts Fauna in there programs? This academy is no more prestigious than a common pub.” In a fit of anger, Tristan launched his halberd into the wall. “I should implement an experiment to finally prove to Jeanne that Fauna are useless products of this society that deserve nothing less than extinction. But who shall receive my philosophy? What student at this greasy spoon is qualified to become a master of Dust Casting?”

[kai the pkk]

Reid: haaaah ( he catches his boomerangs as he throws them again this time they glide across the ground leaving an ice trail for him to slide on as he slides and he starts punching rapidly as he's firing shot after shot from his bracers as he reaches the end of the ice trail he punches the ground hard creating an ice spire that spikes upward and explodes his aura beginning to flare as his bracers open up no the used up crystals fall out) *breathing heavy* ( his aura begins to fade) allright I got it!.... Gonna be hard to explain why everything's frozen time to run! ( he runs back to his dorm as he takes amount to look around) this place sure is empty when theirs no one here....( he begins making breakfast) lets see today we have to take this class with our whole team huh?.... Well allright then ( he looks in Lucille's room to see she's still sleeping) hey Lucille you awake yet?... ( he blushes when he notices she somehow ended up half out of her clothes) Ah uh-


Karin: ( she wakes up in he infirmary as she looks around) that jerk trapped me here

[GamerKale]

Run huh? Kind of obvious that one. Sylvester kept pace as best he could, without his jewelry nor boots on he made no sound as he raced through the halls save for controlled, if heavy, breathing, and so the silver blur had a black shadow.

As he kept his eyes on Jeanne his mind wandered, Feels a lot like when I was training with Toby, except the roles are reversed.
((What? Sylvester didn't trap Karin in the infirmary. He just left his things in her care.))

[kai the pkk]

( yeah I know Karin doesn't take kindly to being forced to stay in hospitals or forced to do anything lol)

Alex: ( he wakes up at a normal hour on the top bunk as he hits his head) ow!....damnit *yawn* ( he stretches as he looks under neath his bed) yo you awake?

Leo: I am now... What is it?

Alex: we have this weird class It's team combat simulation it looks like our whole team needs to participate so come on get up we have to go get Lauren can you go get m-

Leo: no don't be like that shes probably not even mad at you any more

Alex: yah okay that's fair....


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Karin: hmmm ( she looks t o see Sylvester's gear) and he left his stuff so I can't just up and leave where'd he even goths early in the morning)

[Haseo{Terror of Death}]

Lucille flips over in her bed, almost unwilling to move from her post. She somehow has removed her socks, and her feel are surprisingly well kept for walking around in nothing more than socks. They seem calloused but not to the point of being unwomanly. Her socks hang off the bed, and Lucille’s exposed body parts vary everywhere. Her eye patch and hairpin are her only “untouched” accessories. The morning sun rising causes the fire lily to glow a bright fiery orange, similar to Lucille’s Aura.

After their run, Jeanne somehow manages to return to the point of their departure, arriving within a second of exactly three hours. The first thing Sylvester can see is a small table with two juice boxes. “Drink up Kitty boy- I mean um… what’s your name again?” Jeanne sighs and looks around. She grabs a juice box and tosses Sylvester one as well. “So yeah, you did well for the warm up, now for the rest of the hour we’re going to work on your core and I’m going to teach you fundamentals of the second layer.” The rest of the early morning workout is over in an half and hour, and Jeanne stretches her body making sure to be limber. “Okay then! Your Aura is a part of you! Your Aura is as sharp as you mind, as your force of will. Mastery of Two Layers is an amazing rendition of Aura usage. Using Two Layers of Aura means sending out the first shockwave we are all accustomed to, and a second one within .75 seconds. These two shockwaves can destroy the very structure of its target. So watch carefully as I demonstrate.” Jeanne’s body glows Gold with her Aura, however her left fist is glowing far more intensely than the rest of her body. She cocks her arm back, and for a split second, her fist doesn’t seem entirely closed. As she makes contact with her target, it seems to implode for a moment before exploding violently.

[kai the pkk]

Reid: ( he notices Lucille as he blushes bright red) oh wow this is ridiculous ( he shakes his head of any thoughts that float to his kind) she looks really good.. Ah! ( he shakes off the thoughts again) no I have to wake her up ( he walks over to her) hey umm Lucille come on its about time to get up.. ( he begins shaking her softly)

[Haseo{Terror of Death}]

Lucille mumbles softly and sits up, her shirt falling down to cover her midriff. “Oh hey Reid.” Lucille stretches her arms up and out. She yawns loudly and rolls out of bed. “Good morning Reid. Where are our roomies? Did they leave already?” Lucille asks, unfazed by her shifted pants. “I’m hungry, do you want to catch a bite?” Lucille scratches her leg with her foot as she fixes her bottoms. “Actually I wanna shower first.” Lucille scooped up her dress and toe socks and danced around Reid, gliding on the tips of her toes to the bathroom. She twirls and swirls her way through until she locks the door behind her. “No peaking.”

Tristan’s training room is absolutely destroyed, but his face remains as apathetic as it always does. He sits atop his halberd, his foot placed upon it the back of the blade. Tristan hangs his head and walks off the toward the Dust instructor. He drags his feet as he makes his way through the halls. He peers into classrooms. “What misdeed have I partaken in order for the Order to force me to endure this hell? This assignment is nothing short of a joke for a soldier such as I, such an infinitesimal assignment is unbefitting for a warrior of my caliber. How does Jeanne find any enjoyment or satisfaction in this festering house of unmitigated diminutive children?” It takes all he can to keep from blasting a hole in the wall.

[kai the pkk]

Reid: ah ( he turns red as she tells him no peaking he then finishes making breakfast for the two of them)....allrigh I should probably ask her out properly today ( he walks backwards as he trips over the ouch) wo-ah! ( as he falls he manages to catch the plates perfectky) oh man that was close I got all distracted ( he sets the plates down as he puts the tv on as their is a report on the incident last night) no way are you serious this happened in the city?!

[Haseo{Terror of Death}]

Lucille walks out of the bathroom in her dress, sparkling and radiant as usual. Wrapped around her head is a towel, and Lucille has the hairpin in her teeth. She ruffles her hair and mutters through her teeth. “What’s that Reid?” Lucille asks as she drops her towel and walks over to Reid’s side. She grabs a handful of hair to pin back and giggles, “I feel so pretty when I do this. Oh! Oh! I need a mirror!” Rather than a practical mirror, Lucille unsheathes her blade and using the reflection Lucille places the hairpin in her hair, tucking it just above her ear so that the fire lily appears to be tucked in her hair. “Whoa! Look at that building? I wonder how that happened.” Lucille looks attentively as she sings to herself. “ I’ve been alive forever,♪ And I wrote the very first song.♪ I put the words and the melodies together,♪ I am music,♪ And I write the songs.♪” Lucille closes her eye and twirls her fingers as she sings.

[kai the pkk]

Reid: well you are pretty...it looks there was some sort of fight though you would need alot of power for something like that ( he listens to her song) wow your actuAlly a natural huh? You know the more I learn about you the amazing you get ( he takes a bite of his toast) you said you wanted a mirror how about we go get one?...just us no Farah well of course after I deal with her ...I want to take you out anyway

[Haseo{Terror of Death}]

Lucille giggles, “I have a mirror kinda, but a girly one might be nice.” Lucille smiles her wide toothy grin. She sits beside Reid. “You like my singing?” She asks softly. “I can sing a lot of songs. Mostly oldies though. Mr. Hoernle listened to a lot of old songs.” Lucille grabs a piece of toast. “So… this is how you ask me out? I sing and you ask me out. Not bad. I was expecting more, but it’s a date.” Lucille smiles faintly and taps her foot against Reid’s under the table. “I should have bought more toe-socks.” Lucille says looking at her standard socks.

[GamerKale]

"Ok. It's Sylvester by the way." He took a deep breath and held his hand in front of his face open palm. Two strikes, much like a spear that is then pierced by a second. He breathed deep and slowly brought his aura up, going over the necessary steps again and again in his mind. His aura began to fade everywhere but his hand and then it focused even further to his fingertips and then just the one. It was an old practice, before he learned how to charge with a spear he had done so with his hand. Focus as much power into a single point as he could muster and release. It was how he had one shotted so many people the day before, but he needed two not just one. He went through the process a second time the second shockwave focused down to his first knuckle as opposed to the fingertip. He was sweating at this point but brought it to within a hair's breadth of the first. Then he pulled the arm back and stepped into the strike as soon as he reached the target he let out a low dissatisfied growl. The target exploded, but he could feel that the second hadn't been released in time so he immediately started again. He refused to be rushed nor distracted and blocked everything else out until he had done it successfully. It took five additional attempts and as many minutes, but he got it done. Sylvester proceeded to keep going at it until he had succeeded 5 times, which took 20 more attempts. He doubled over, breathing heavy, and looked up at Jeanne, "The other arm now? Or do you want to just pick this back up this afternoon?"

[Haseo{Terror of Death}]

Jeanne simply clapped for him. “Sylvester. That’s a name I won’t ever forget. You’ve done well, tomorrow I’d like us to pick up from here.” She offered her hand, and more importantly her aura. Jeanne’s golden aura bathed Sylvester in a cozy feeling. It had not fully replenished him, but more gave Sylvester the feeling of being well rested. “Because of the kneading required to learn Mastery of Two Layers you will find that your aura is much more refined. Well once mastered of course.” Jeanne smiled whole-heartedly, almost sister-like as her herculean strength lifted Sylvester to his feet. Not a bead of sweat lay on her brow or forehead. She wasn’t tired in the least, this seemed to be a second nature to her. In her hand was the juice box. “Drink up, you need fluids. I also recommend eating now. I’d tell you to carbo-load, but honestly, as a hunter you’ll find out what foods you’ll need to be at proper maintenance.” In the doorway stood Tristan. “If you’re finished with the vermin population, I request an audience with you Jeanne. We’ve matters to discuss, and I’d rather it left the room.” Jeanne nodded, “His name is Sylvester, Tristan. He’s my disciple now, please do treat him with more respect.” Tristan scoffed and covered his eyes, “As if a Fauna could even contemplate the idea of respect! A name on a Fauna is nothing more than a formality. Fauna are beasts, naming them only further demeans them.” Tristan’s eyes looked right through Sylvester as he looked at his partner. His glare was icy cold and distant “You… you’re such a jerk! I hate you!” Jeanne’s eyes began to water, but Tristan could care less. “Your feelings for me are not relevant for our cooperation. We are partners, and I am your superior. Your feelings sway destiny in battle. Your feelings are garbage.” Jeanne simply looked at her feet. She knew she could kill this man in an instant, but some loyalty kept her from punching his face to mighty heaven.

[GamerKale]

Sylvester counted off several large numbers as Tristan spoke. "He should really try coming up with some original material. To be fair my half-brothers have had a lot more time and practice slinging insults than him, but still it's just well sad. I shouldn't be surprised though, it's to be expected of someone that can't think for themselves and just accepts the loudest fool's voice to be fact. Until tomorrow, Master Joan." Sylvester bowed to her and then disappeared into a shadow.

He stepped out in front of Karin. "I was expecting you to have already gone back to the room by now. There weren't complications, were there?" Sylvester inquired concernedly as he picked his things up.

[kai the pkk]

Reid: well I know this isn't the bext way to ask you out but I do have an idea of what I want todo well first it needs to be special and since your always talking about that aur supply song I have an idea for that as well) he grins confidently how about tonight? if theirs time which their should Farah shouldn't take up the whole day ( an image of the man in the white suit appears on screen)

News reporter: It is said this wanted criminal is the key mastermind before this incident
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Karin: ( she looks over to Sylvester) your lucky your cute otherwise I probably would of left already besides all this alone time allowed me to start to fix Reid's scarf ( she shows Sylvester the progress she made) hey where'd you go anyway?


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Alex: ( he knocks on Mira's door) hey Mira are you up? Come on up and at em!

[GamerKale]

Yes, cute. Just what every guy wants to hear. He placed a hand on Karin's as he examined the scarf. Then his other he ran up her arm as he got in very close saying silkily, "Truly, you have golden hands my love-ly Karin." He locked eyes with her for several seconds inched his lips closer to hers with his hand gently caressing her shoulder, and then he pulled away and his tone returned to normal, "You should take a shower." He stepped away from her and crossed his arms, "And I need one too. I'll tell you about the special training the professor arranged for me on the way."

During the walk up to the room, "You remember that woman from last night? The one who was fighting with the hooded swordsman. She took me on as an apprentice and is teaching me a style called 3 Layers. It's very destructive. Also, that jerk with the halberd she was with is very racist." Sylvester was swinging his boots in one hand while he held the vest close with the other.
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Mira shouted, "Just a minute." One minute turned into something closer to 20 as she threw away the entire ensemble she had decided on upon realizing Alex was at the door. Eventually though she stepped out looking quite beautiful, "What do you think?" She asked demurely.

[Haseo{Terror of Death}]

Lucille claps her hands as she stuffs her face with toast and jam. “Oh yay!” She says choking down her food. She giggles and nods. “Tonight sounds excellent!” Lucille smiles her grin and stands up. “So Reid, no, I’ll wait for the surprise!” Lucille grins and curls up her fists, shaking them excitedly. “Oh I can’t wait!” Should I still tease Reid? It’s getting harder to tease him the more I get to know him… Lucille bites her lip and sits back in her seat. “So are we going sooner or later?”

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Jeanne smiles a sympathy smile for her student. Once he leaves she glares at her partner. “How dare you Tristan! How dare you disrespect me before my disciple like that? I should clock you one so damn hard, but since I’m a respectful person I’ll keep your face from greeting my fist.” Tristan walks in the room and shuts the door behind him. “Now that you said that, do you feel satisfied? Do you have a feeling of self-fulfillment?” Tristan’s cold eyes are met with a flare of Jeanne’s aura. “I am not a child! Do not chide me as if I were!” Tristan laughs at her and shakes his head. “You’re an amazement of wonder Jeanne, taking in a Fauna and feeding it. Training it to be self-sufficient. It has a sharp tongue, it had better watch its tongue lest I remove it.” A split second and his face would have been severely damaged, perhaps even destroyed. “Don’t you dare talk about him like that again. Next time I won’t miss.” Tristan’s pods orbit around Jeanne and he merely shrugs of her threat. “You might have died had you struck me. This will be filed in your reports. Insubordination is not acceptable Jeanne.” Jeanne withdraws her fist and walks off. “I too plan to take in a disciple.” Jeanne slams the door behind her angrily. “Don’t care, this isn’t a competition.”