Miss Jones attempted to climb out of the lake somewhat surreptitiously. She'd lost her shoe somewhere, along with her hairpins blast it all. And to make matters worse she hadn't made it back before sunrise. Her blouse was absolutely see through and her skirt was torn along the sides to a point of indecency. She sighed and tried to wring out her hair and the ends of her skirt before attempting to get back to her room without being seen, trying to muster up as much dignity as she could manage.
when morning comes and zix finally makes it to his room he sits down, somewhat exhausted, he had been working all night, he may not need to sleep but that did not mean he did not get tired, he glances out of the corner of his eye and spots the controls to his personal demiplanes, and then jumps up, remembering the student trapped in there, he briefly checks to be sure the wards are active and opens the portal, he then travels back to the start of the maze, and picks up the student carrying him back to the gate and from there to the infirmary.
As the noise level in the cafeteria rises Lewis tries to put his head under his wing. When this fails he resolves that he should probably be up by now.
He stretches and yawns as the purple static build up sparks and skitters off of him and across the table top.
"Morning. . . ."
He says as he remains half asleep.
"Good enough. We can talk while we walk. We're headed over to the launch area by the factory. I wanted to talk to you to find out if you have any interest in shipbuilding...of a sort. I can show you what I mean, but these are special ships. The kind that might even give us a sliver of a fighting chance against what's coming."Wyrd considers as he walks with them, after a few moments he speaks again, "I have never considered the prospect of building ships. I am not opposed to the idea, and it would likely be more interesting than classes are." He nods decisively after another pause, "I would like to see what you are talking about."
"Fair enough. The hangar for the mechs is near the launch area. And I can have Dennis fill you in on all the details. He's been as involved in the program as I have."
"I found a uniform that changes shape..." He says with a grin to the two waking lovelies. That said, he stands up and looks at his t-shirt and jeans outfit, with leather boots. Looks like your common Earth street person, the shirt is pretty much without any writing or logos.
"And ... it appears to change as needed too, if you give it a bit of time." That said, it converts while worn, into a pair of black leather pants, his pirate shirt from earlier, and another set of leather boots.
"Pretty damn cool, huh? Brought some food and drink if you're into the morning chow thing." He motioned to the table in the room, it was more of a high tech, ultra minimalist style now, mostly glass and steel.
On the table, various snacks and fluids that wouldn't go too horribly bad with the passage of time.
"What are you two in the mood for? Go chat with the Headmaster, if he's working on a weekend, or ... roam the landscape, where are you two from, actually? I know, Rena, you've traveled, right? So you're not just from this world, but-- new to it? What about you, Asha?"
Rena climbs out of bed and stretches in her nakedness, wings and all splayed out, before she relaxes them again, closing the wings and smiling at the pair she had spent the night with. "No no, Vare and I are from Agartha, though we have travelled plenty, though mostly in the Planes and not other planets." Rena explains as she moves over to the food, not seeing a need to dress herself, especially among present company with whom she had shared such a wonderful night. As Rena does move over to the table, she runs her hand along it's glass surface, taking in the feeling there. "I'm sorry about falling asleep last night... I... just so satisfied and comfortable. It was like nothing I've ever felt before."
As Tryko'Sam's clothing seems to change, Rena looks very enthused, walking over and feeling the clothing, still completely unashamed of herself. Whatever Rena was feeling, shame was obviously not among it. "I wonder if I could get one as well? People seemed awfully concerned with me covering up. I hope there's nothing wrong with Shaypeer's work..." she takes a moment to consider again, but then shrugs. What 'other people' thought was clearly not much of a concern right at this moment. Too much joy to experience to bother with them.
Miss Jones attempted to climb out of the lake somewhat surreptitiously. She'd lost her shoe somewhere, along with her hairpins blast it all. And to make matters worse she hadn't made it back before sunrise. Her blouse was absolutely see through and her skirt was torn along the sides to a point of indecency. She sighed and tried to wring out her hair and the ends of her skirt before attempting to get back to her room without being seen, trying to muster up as much dignity as she could manage.
A very loud "HI" comes from a merman that surfaced just before she did... "How are you? I saw you down there..." he says pointin to the lake.
The creature becomes confused, activating one of the glowing red tattoos on its back and rendering itself invisible before flying up through the trees to have a look around the area.
Rena climbs out of bed and stretches in her nakedness, wings and all splayed out, before she relaxes them again, closing the wings and smiling at the pair she had spent the night with. "No no, Vare and I are from Agartha, though we have travelled plenty, though mostly in the Planes and not other planets." Rena explains as she moves over to the food, not seeing a need to dress herself, especially among present company with whom she had shared such a wonderful night. As Rena does move over to the table, she runs her hand along it's glass surface, taking in the feeling there. "I'm sorry about falling asleep last night... I... just so satisfied and comfortable. It was like nothing I've ever felt before."As Tryko'Sam's clothing seems to change, Rena looks very enthused, walking over and feeling the clothing, still completely unashamed of herself. Whatever Rena...
"I am entirely certain there isn't anything wrong with your body, Rena," Asha says appreciatively. "It's just different cultural norms probably. I think. Maybe. I don't know. I''m guessing."
"When I needed clothes yesterday a teacher showed me how to find the lost and found. Apparently there are lots of unused clothes there that you can choose from. We should be able to find something that suits you."
Miss Jones attempted to climb out of the lake somewhat surreptitiously. She'd lost her shoe somewhere, along with her hairpins blast it all. And to make matters worse she hadn't made it back before sunrise. Her blouse was absolutely see through and her skirt was torn along the sides to a point of indecency. She sighed and tried to wring out her hair and the ends of her skirt before attempting to get back to her room without being seen, trying to muster up as much dignity as she could manage.
A very loud "HI" comes from a merman that surfaced just before she did... "How are you? I saw you down there..." he says pointin to the lake.
She sighed. "Of course you did. Just between us I'd appreciate it if you didn't mention this please. I try to keep this little er...problem...to myself. It's only three nights a month. And your lake is a better place to open the portal than the swimming pool."
Miss Jones attempted to climb out of the lake somewhat surreptitiously. She'd lost her shoe somewhere, along with her hairpins blast it all. And to make matters worse she hadn't made it back before sunrise. Her blouse was absolutely see through and her skirt was torn along the sides to a point of indecency. She sighed and tried to wring out her hair and the ends of her skirt before attempting to get back to her room without being seen, trying to muster up as much dignity as she could manage.
A very loud "HI" comes from a merman that surfaced just before she did... "How are you? I saw you down there..." he says pointin to the lake.
She sighed. "Of course you did. Just between us I'd appreciate it if you didn't mention this please. I try to keep this little er...problem...to myself. It's only three nights a month. And your lake is a better place to open the portal than the swimming pool."
"Of course I wont. Nobody will know anything" He says immedietly... "Sheess opens portals all the time. So I'm sure noone else minds"
his eyes are slightly glazed as he stares at her, his mouth slightly hung open...
"If I had access to the same umbrite the stealth suit is comprised of I could make upgrades. It is still a work in progress."
It took about two days to finally reach his destination, the accursed school that his sister had found refuge in. He was never happy with her being sent away, but it was not his decision, despite him counseling the alpha against it. While they were not incredibly close, he always had a special fondness for her, and looked out for her as best he could. However, when that b!&&+ made her power play, he was unable to fully block her and thus his sister was exiled.
Of course, that was some time ago, and many things had changed since then. Not the least of which was his dream, several months ago, in which the spirit of Agartha had come to him, proclaiming him her chosen emissary and guardian in the mortal realm. Not long after, she had sent him on a vision quest, wherein he found the artefact known as the Heart of Agartha, an emerald infused with massive mystickal energies. Even now, as he approached the wall of the school, in the cover of predawn darkness, he could feel it pulsing, in time with his own heart. Binding the gem to him was an odd experience, but the benefits of the Heart far outweighed the drawbacks.
His goal in sight, he easily scaled the wall, and dropped into the forest on the school grounds. He then set off to find his sister, steeling himself for the confrontation with her he knew was to come. Despite anything else, his feelings for his sister aside, Jaiye was always headstrong and strong willed.
"Well, don't stress being naked. It's how we're born, after all. So, I guess, we're three naive folks to the school. Lets see, priorities... Get clothing so the prudish aren't offended, figure out if the school is safe? Don't recall any stand down orders. Is that enough food, Asha? Beyond that, I guess get more familiar with the landscape. What do you folks think?"
Tryko'Sam smirks at the sensation junkie that Rena is, but doesn't seem too worried, yet. Then, "Oh, so is the temporary, Rena?"
settro wanders outside to the scorces of the emotions. He flicks his Toulnge out like a snake a few times, then seems to look right at lyere, dispite his invisibility.
Awakens to an odd noise of...crackling...and on a far branch sees a...man vulture? As he's about to inquire to it, it turns invisible, and takes to the air, leaves fall to mark his passage out. Curious, Al'rqyq takes flight above the trees to see if he can spot the visitor.
Lim-Môr is hung halfway off his bed and snoring loudly.
He slides off, face first onto the floor.
@#%$
"Nero shut up! Not in front of the Leonal!"
"@#%$ it too."
"Guys. It's too early for this. . . ."
He pushes himself up off the floor.
He stretches his arms out and his wings splay out to his full 15 foot wingspan across the room.
"Morning lion dude. Morning snail person."
"I hate snails."
"You hate everything."
"For once you're right."
He offers his left hand to Reviarti.
"Hi I'm Lim-Môr."
Before you can shake it he pulls it down.
"Names Nero. Just don't annoy me with it."
His right arm raises for a shake.
"Gian. Who's your Leonal friend?"
"I would've been here last night but I was stuck in the Boneyard after some b@$+@®d blew the infirmary to dust."
"Nice to meet you. I'm riviarti, and this is tural. We just came here."
she provides her hand. She is soft spoken, and soothing, very hard to dislike.
Lang was sitting by the lake (in his usal spot) meditating.
Lang takes no notice to Sorun and Miss Jones being lost in meditation at the moment and their distance a little to far to really hear them.
"Good morning, jabby. I had an idea while you were asleep."
Lyere stares at Settro, slightly afraid at the thought of being discovered although he is curious as to the strange look of the being, thinking 'Has he spotted me, by Tzeentch, I hope he isn't hostile'
"Don't be afraid. so long as you mean no harm, neither do i. That goes for you too."
he turns to al.
Sees the...whatever that is on the ground speaking to him...
"No...did you see a vulture...man?"
Sees the...whatever that is on the ground speaking to him...
"No...did you see a vulture...man?"
"No. But that may be who I'm talking to."
he looks back at lyere
"And what's that?"
He asks, knowing full well that there's more than a little chance that he won't like the answer.
"Well. You need to build some conference, and learn to be your own person. So-"
tarka disappears, to the children's lunchroom.
"Of course I wont. Nobody will know anything" He says immedietly... "Sheess opens portals all the time. So I'm sure noone else minds"his eyes are slightly glazed as he stares at her, his mouth slightly hung open...
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She grimaced, hoping the charm would wear off given enough time. This was why she tried to avoid people at these times.
"Thank you. I'll just be going now." she said, hurrying off before she did any more damage.
Lyere nods, hearing the words from both of them, raising his voice and speaking to settro "Very well"
he turns to Al, un-tapping the tattoo and revealing himself "I believe you mean me, though I'm not a vulture thank you" saying that with a little bit of hurt in his voice.
"Well, don't stress being naked. It's how we're born, after all. So, I guess, we're three naive folks to the school. Lets see, priorities... Get clothing so the prudish aren't offended, figure out if the school is safe? Don't recall any stand down orders. Is that enough food, Asha? Beyond that, I guess get more familiar with the landscape. What do you folks think?"
Tryko'Sam smirks at the sensation junkie that Rena is, but doesn't seem too worried, yet. Then, "Oh, so is the temporary, Rena?"
"Yeah, that works. I guess Rena and I both need to get enrolled."
"Wait...did Rena used to look different?" she asks, a bit confused by the conversation.
"Wow. I'm Not sure which is more unnerving, you or my mother."
he chuckles a little.
"Hay, would you Two do me a favor and land? I'm too tired to fly."
"Of course I wont. Nobody will know anything" He says immedietly... "Sheess opens portals all the time. So I'm sure noone else minds"his eyes are slightly glazed as he stares at her, his mouth slightly hung open...
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She grimaced, hoping the charm would wear off given enough time. This was why she tried to avoid people at these times.
"Thank you. I'll just be going now." she said, hurrying off before she did any more damage.
"Yes, ma'am..." Sorun watches her leave....
...waits...
...waits...
...wait! what was I doing?
Lyere chuckles, trying not to show his teeth as he smiles, going over to Settro and landing a few feet from where he stands.
Giving a bit of an impish grin, Tryko'Sam looks at Rena then back at Asha. "Well, so far as I can tell, you both aren't strictly ...human, right? I mean, both of you fly? If you're a Firebird? I really don't know much about this world or the people on it. Wouldn't mind learning, but that'll take either the classes or some super telepath... or maybe a low level one. Whichever."
Grinning, he finds a chair to flop into and watches the two female figures in his room, quite content with life.
"Cool. Fair warning. Gian's going to be all over you."
He shakes Tural's hand with his right. The hand doesn't let go of yours until he uses his left hand to pull it off.
"Well. They've got spells to prepare and I've got an extra hour of sleep to get. You a caster too?"
He steps over to a small shrine made of gold with depicting angels and celestials of all sorts.
A jet black book with red sigils and marks is propped up against it.
A small patch of grass is the floor of the corner it sits in.
"Yeah, I'm a Caster, so you don't have to define it as sleep. We both know how meditation works."
she pulls out a book from her satchel.
Lyere nods, hearing the words from both of them, raising his voice and speaking to settro "Very well"
he turns to Al, un-tapping the tattoo and revealing himself "I believe you mean me, though I'm not a vulture thank you" saying that with a little bit of hurt in his voice.
He glides down, and lands, making sure to stay 10 ft away from everyone.
"I meant no offense...I only saw you for a split second..."
Of course, that was some time ago, and many things had changed since then. Not the least of which was his dream, several months ago, in which the spirit of Agartha had come to him, proclaiming him her chosen emissary and guardian in the mortal realm. Not long after, she had sent him on a vision quest, wherein he found the artefact known as the Heart of Agartha, an emerald infused with massive mystickal energies. Even now, as he approached the wall of the school, in the cover of predawn darkness, he could feel it pulsing, in time with his own heart. Binding the gem to him was an odd experience, but the benefits of the Heart far outweighed the drawbacks.His goal in sight, he easily scaled the wall, and dropped into the forest on the school grounds. He then set off to find his sister, steeling himself for the confrontation with her he knew was to come. Despite anything else, his feelings for his sister aside, Jaiye was always headstrong and strong willed.[/i]
"there's a front gate you realize? " a quiet voice whispers
Giving a bit of an impish grin, Tryko'Sam looks at Rena then back at Asha. "Well, so far as I can tell, you both aren't strictly ...human, right? I mean, both of you fly? If you're a Firebird? I really don't know much about this world or the people on it. Wouldn't mind learning, but that'll take either the classes or some super telepath... or maybe a low level one. Whichever."
Grinning, he finds a chair to flop into and watches the two female figures in his room, quite content with life.
"Mmm...I can technically fly, but I haven't had much practice. Wouldn't want to try for long distances right off the bat."
She starts playing with Rena's hair. "You have such pretty hair, Rena....is it okay if I braid it for you?"
Lyere nods, hearing the words from both of them, raising his voice and speaking to settro "Very well"
he turns to Al, un-tapping the tattoo and revealing himself "I believe you mean me, though I'm not a vulture thank you" saying that with a little bit of hurt in his voice.
He glides down, and lands.
"I meant no offense...I only saw you for a split second..."
"Its alright, that's bound to happen" he smirks, looking at both of them, "my name is Lyere by the way"
"Well for me it is sleep. They pray and read and I sleep."
"You aren't actually asleep when you do that."
"you just pretend to be."
"Ya but this way I can say something other than 'sit and do nothing for an hour.'"
He takes out a small stick. It's got a white pearl grip on one side and a black granite grip on the other. He pushes a button and a six inch blade swings out of the handle with a click.
He stabs it into the grass and it grows three more points and a much longer handle until it's a pitchfork of reddish-black metal.
He props the book up against the fork and starts chanting, alternating between celestial and fiendish sounding phrases.
He gives bow...
"I am Al'rqyq mn Al'kwabys. Nice to make your acquaintance, as long as you mean no harm to the school beyond. The people and children there have had a rough couple of days..."
"I'm settro. If you don't mind me asking, what race are you? You remind me a little of a tengu, but not quite..."
He gives bow...
"I am Al'rqyq mn Al'kwabys. Nice to make your acquaintance, as long as you mean no harm to the school beyond. The people and children there have had a rough couple of days..."
"I don't wish harm on anyone, though, I doubt I'd be standing here if I did"
His pale eyes visibly soften
"Pardon my asking but, what do you mean by 'a rough couple of days'? Where I come from, 'a rough couple of days' would seem pleasant"
"I approve of hair braiding, by the way-- the more someone does with their hair, and is female, the better... especially if it's thick and full of body like it seems you two are blessed with."
Tryko'Sam grinned.
"Any plans for the day then? Happy to hang out or be an escort, as it were, wouldn't want to seem callous and all, after our party last night."
He definitely was all smiles at that memory.
"I'm settro. If you don't mind me asking, what race are you? You remind me a little of a tengu, but not quite..."
"I am a son of Tzeentch, a...dark...god of change, fate, and deception. Though that lifestyle wasn't for me"
"Oh, i know what that's like. My mom was lamashtu, the demon lord of monsters, deformity, beasts and lust. She's also the only true god among demonkind, having eaten the power of another god."
Sara wakes up and blearily puts on a clean uniform and putting the other in her hamper.
She smiles at her new pretty dress hanging in her closet.
She put Cariban in the front pocket of her satchel and feeds the baby otter in its tiny fountain-pool-habitat.
When she's done she heads off to the cafeteria to meet people at breakfast like she promised.
Salis walks through the halls glad that nothing else major has happened to the school during the night. In his arms he holds a large book that he has been writing in as he makes his rounds. His expression was that of a man in deep thought. Though he seems absorbed in his writings with in he smoothly navigates his way through students rushing past toward the cafeteria.
"Yes, a fellow student named Shaypeer transformed me into this form Asha. He said it would be permanent... but it's magic after all. Vare could dispel it I'm sure, and disjoin it or just transform me back if all else failed. But I have liked this alot so far. Especially last night, it was heavenly." she plays a bit with the food, not seeming hungry, just interested in feeling, and maybe a bit of tasting, various food. Obviously her mother never told her not to put your hands on food you didn't plan on eating. "Whatever you want to do is fine with me Tryko'Sam. Even if it's just that tongue thing you did last night."
Rena closes her eyes as Asha begins to run her fingers through her hair, sighing happily. "What is a braid, Asha?"
"Oh, i know what that's like. My mom was lamashtu, the demon lord of monsters, deformity, beasts and lust. She's also the only true god among demonkind, having eaten the power of another god."
Ah, so you know the feeling. I may grow to like it here if there are more like you among the people...though, if there are humans here, please tell me, the one's from where I call home are...barbaric and warmongering...so I don't trust them very easily"
He shudders, one of his hands reaching reflexively for one of the tattoo's on his arm at the mention of his home's humans.