"Hello Phaezeriel," the voice comes from nowhere but somehow right next to your ear...
"I am Renkai Urmas" the man whose voice spoke fades into veiw as he steps out of the shadows He is an average looking guy in plain black clothes.
Anahita listens to Phaezeriel in her mind, as he speaks telepathically. She nods at the quasit and Ehos, putting a hand to her chest in some ritual of greeting, Keleshite like, still speaking in her accented Taldan (i.e. 'Common').
"Greetings, Phaezeriel and Ehos. Well met- so you are both students here as well? In this school in another .. location? Another star, you say. Fascinating." Her young features seem to grasp the gist of the explanation, though it's obvious on her features, she's clearly taking a lot of thinking on the topic right now.
Anahita looks the perfect male over, and Vai as well, considering them both. Then peers back as Renkai Urmas slips into view, seemingly out of the shadows.
She studies his features and clothing for another brief moment, before seeming to fall quiet and study the interaction further. She stops fidgeting with her left hand, though.
>> So many-- oddities, amazing. Another world then? What is next? <<
He pushes back his hood as he bows to Anahita then responds with her exact accent.
"hello, who are you?"
He bows to her and softly makes his humble request Headmistrees Ephebe?, after the orientation can we please talk? something happened and I am worried
"Hmm? Yes, of course, dear. After the assembly we can talk in my office."
Raelle takes Dave's offered hand and they wend their way through the crowd. She spots her friends sitting with Ace and tries to weave through the crowd to get to them.
Glancing from where she is presently leaning against the far Auditorium wall, looking at the masses within, Anahita looks over at Renkai as he mimics her accent and asks her who she is.
Taking but a moment to glance him and his gear over quickly, she stands up in a formal manner and addresses him saying, "My name is Anahita bint Tariq bin Khalid al-Fulan, of the Padishah Empire of Kelesh, First Daughter of my House. May the wind be always at your back and the sun shine kindly upon you, Renkai Urmas. Well met." With the introduction she does a bit of a rolling hand motion beneath her chin while rising from a light bow.
"As to who I am, it seems I am in deep consideration of this-- since my arrival here. I honestly, am somewhat unsure right now."
After saying this, she gives the lightest of nods at Phaezeriel as if officially greeting him, while keeping her attention on her surroundings. She's certainly not nervous at this point, but mostly curious and appearing relaxed.
As Vai and Fei come in, Phaezeriel turns a bit in their direction, ::Good morning Vai, Fei. Was the sunrise beautiful this morning?::
Fei looks over at Vai, then looks back over at Phaezeriel.
"...Unlike any other," the young monk replies with a smile and another bow as they come over. Upon noticing Anahita's scrutiny of him, he bows respectfully to her (and to Renkai, when he appears).
"Hello. I am Fei, and this is my girlfriend Vai. Welcome to Avalon." :)
"It is a pleasure to meet you, Anahita bint Tariq bin Khalid al-Fulan, I am also a new arrival here." he seems to say your name as easily as his own, "right now we are waiting for the formal introduction of the school year."
Dave walks in with Raelle and sits with her nodding to ace when he sees him.
Anahita gives Fei a light bow in greeting, with that odd gesture beneath her chin while rising up, an almost circular motion of her right hand. Most likely a cultural thing of hers when done, as she did before with Renkai just now.
"Well met, Fei and girl friend Vai," she says politely.
Looking back to Renkai, she nods at his statements and then politely asks, "You are a student, then, yes? All of you, except the adults?" Her gaze turns to the 'older' looking humans (or what nots) guiding people to seats and keeping order, essentially.
"I am unsure if I am welcome here, though clearly-" this last part said while looking at Phaezeriel, "I do feel quite welcomed, by all sorts of beings. It is amazing. Very much so."
With another glance around, very perceptive this one to the slightest motion or sound, she looks at the assembled people near her and asks, "Should-- that is, do we sit? is there a place for non-students? I would speak with whomever is in charge when possible." She's mostly curious and apparently does not appear to want to draw attention to her actions.
She does watch as people pass by, studying them even more so if they aren't clearly human on first glance.
A young woman, looking perhaps as old as her early twenties, walks onto the stage. Her dark hair was pulled up in a ponytail and she was wearing a strange headband with flashing lights and a gi.
She hit a button on her headband and her voice was amplified as if she were using a microphone.
"If you would all please take a seat. Those who have not yet completed enrollment, there will be a registration session afterwards, but for now please all be seated."
Krisilanni was just sitting around, barely listening to whatever was going on in the auditorium, as none of it seemed to be any relevant information. Sure, some guy was speaking into his mind without permission, but he guessed that was what always happened at the academy. Instead of paying attention to that, though, he kept an eye out for Albin, just to make sure that he still had the hat, and also for Tyrrin, just to make sure she wasn't wearing the hat. He wanted to be there when it happened, and wanted to laugh in front of Tyrrin as she was transformed.
"That world was Mironus 7 of the Star Tinta, population 28,000,000,000, looks like they used Atmo Fusion and Shriks to wipe it clean before searching, now what could they be looking for do you think."
"Quite interesting. There are others of you and you were made for a war. For what they are searching of I am afraid that the history of this multi-verse I am still behind on. I do apologies if you were hoping I could answer that."
A young woman, looking perhaps as old as her early twenties, walks onto the stage. Her dark hair was pulled up in a ponytail and she was wearing a strange headband with flashing lights and a gi.
She hit a button on her headband and her voice was amplified as if she were using a microphone.
"If you would all please take a seat. Those who have not yet completed enrollment, there will be a registration session afterwards, but for now please all be seated."
Roel tries to use a seat, but blobs around it, just barely maintaining concentration on not melting it.
Anahita, upon hearing the amplified voice, homes into who the speaker is, marvels at it briefly and then looks at the assembled group near her before looking towards open seats, "I will seek a seat now. I intend to meet you, each, hopefully again. Thank you for your welcome."
With that, she gives a slight bow, and wanders off to a chair to sit, per the instructions amplified to the room.
Anahita, upon hearing the amplified voice, homes into who the speaker is, marvels at it briefly and then looks at the assembled group near her before looking towards open seats, "I will seek a seat now. I intend to meet you, each, hopefully again. Thank you for your welcome."
With that, she gives a slight bow, and wanders off to a chair to sit, per the instructions amplified to the room.
"Quite interesting. There are others of you and you were made for a war. For what they are searching of I am afraid that the history of this multi-verse I am still behind on. I do apologies if you were hoping I could answer that."
Rosa nods
"yes war, when the empire was young, and war was a content, things have settled down now, and with the Red Ruling he will let no other build a force that can threaten his power, yet here on this world a force is being made, long ago plans where laid, and wheels have turned. I am old and young at the some time, I have missed a lot of history here in the Dragon stars but I know some things still. A war is coming and when it dos it will shake the Red in his palace. I was made to fight for Dragon kind and so this is what I do, here and now I will train the new Dragons bloods to fight as they should, will all the skills and powers they have. The SIM rooms is my gift to this end. As for the Hunter Fleet, they are looking for here Salis of Bletherad, they look for young Dragons and all that would help them. A lost egg, an old book of knowledge any and every thing that the Red says in a Danger to it. So let hope they never get word of this world. Because that rag tag band of wolfs would descend on this world and collect the bounty on every dragon blood being and artifact they could get. So you see training the students is of paramount importance should a band of raiding hunters show up, we will need every one to help."
She Brings up a combat simulation its horrific showing swarms of ships fighting in the sky over the school, some ships getting past the defenses and attacking the grounds, dead and dying lay around and the hunter wolf pack strike.
"And hunters come in other forms, unseen and clandestine, they are the ones to really worry about."
She looks at him unblinking.
Dave walks in with Raelle and sits with her nodding to ace when he sees him.
You see Ace has a small being with him, she seems no more than 6" high and sat on his shoulder.
Dave looks mildly surprised but mostly curious "why hello there, who might you be? I've not seen your like before."
one moment starlight is on aces shoulder the next she's on DAvids
“Hello I'm star nice to meet you“
then she's back with Ace so fast it was as if she was in two places at once.
"huh, you're a fast one aren't you. nice to meet you too I'm Dave" realizing that shaking hands would be awkward given that her entire body is about the size of his hand he casts mage hand modifying it to be much smaller
he then get's a mental pulse from Skeets signaling that he was done with the setup, Skeets then drops his invisibility as he floats over them
"and this floating hunk of rock is Skeets," Skeets floats over to her, even the rock is almost twice her size
Ehos had bowed formally when Phaezeriel introduced the pair to the young beauty. The young elf (looks about 16-17 in human reckoning) has short, blonde hair that somehow looks scruffy and well-kept at the same time. His sky blue eyes and gait seems to carry a somberness and weight. The most immediately noticeable feature is Ehos' scarf; a deep green mask which covers his mouth and nose. His clothing looks expensive, if a bit gaudy in it's colouration: the type of thing a well-off bard would wear.
Despite the formality and politeness in Ehos' movements and body language, he doesn't speak a single word before Aananda asks the students to take their seats, though his eyes do linger a little long on the young human girl.
As Vai and Fei come in, Phaezeriel turns a bit in their direction, ::Good morning Vai, Fei. Was the sunrise beautiful this morning?::Fei looks over at Vai, then looks back over at Phaezeriel.
"...Unlike any other," the young monk replies with a smile and another bow as they come over. Upon noticing Anahita's scrutiny of him, he bows respectfully to her (and to Renkai, when he appears).
Vai can't resist the blush that touches her face when Fei describes their morning. She nods sheepishly to Phaezeriel, unable to hide a smile.
"Hello. I am Fei, and this is my girlfriend Vai. Welcome to Avalon." :)
Vai curtsies to the new girl. "Everyone is welcome here Anahita." she intones before they move to take their seats.
Vai is a teenaged half-elf girl at first appearance. She is currently wearing a plain white blouse with a knee-length navy blue skirt. Her shoulder-length wavy blonde hair has a way of falling in front of her face, though she usually brushes it back behind her ear: why she doesn't wear a clip eludes you. She has dark blue eyes. She is wearing no make-up and only a single piece of jewelry: a star sapphire on a silver chain around her neck.
Closer examination might reveal that her skin has a weird looking texture, though a touch might leave the observer wondering if they had just imagined the scaly texture.
Krisilanni was just sitting around, barely listening to whatever was going on in the auditorium, as none of it seemed to be any relevant information. Sure, some guy was speaking into his mind without permission, but he guessed that was what always happened at the academy. Instead of paying attention to that, though, he kept an eye out for Albin, just to make sure that he still had the hat, and also for Tyrrin, just to make sure she wasn't wearing the hat. He wanted to be there when it happened, and wanted to laugh in front of Tyrrin as she was transformed.
Umbri moves with Rin closer to the other new arrivals, over by Teenage Desert Lady and Co.
"you can call me Umbri. and this Green Haired Troublemaker to my left in the dark blue minidress, you may call Rin." the nymph said, dragging her sylph parter.
Rin seemed intimidated as Umbri dragged her. "Ummmm...." "Umbri...." "This feels unsettling..." the sylph said as the nymph dragged her towards the rest of the new arrivals and Anahita.
Ryckart is sitting wherever there was an open seat, and looks like a regular teenage human.
dave get's distracted, an easy thing for him to do "oh, a trouble maker," "she doesn't look it, she looks kinda scared" he then focuses on the slyph "it's ok, this is a place to make friends, for a start, hello my name is David, Dave if you prefer,"
Sitting, primarily among people who aren't winged, demon looking, or too outside human looking, Anahita sits while studying the room and keeping an eye out on people's interactions and movements.
She occasionally glances back over at where the Phaezeriel and Ehos had gone, as well as where Fei and Vai end up eventually.
Mostly, however, she's watching not unlike a cat would, fairly wide-eyed and shifting her attention this way and that, as various things catch her eye.
>> Not a dream then. Still amazing. All sorts of races. Completely .. unprepared for this.<<
She thinks to herself fascinated by the antics in the Auditorium.
Dave quietly offers the two girls the seats next to him (with Raelle sitting on the other side of him)and says :we'll talk later: in their heads and he focuses his attention on the stage.
Roel is quite interested in this "headmaster" and this "president" but luckily caught on that he should be quiet while this is happening.
Adon sits quietly and listens, somewhat restless, but trying to hide it.
"So you see training the students is of paramount importance should a band of raiding hunters show up, we will need every one to help."
He glances down at his satchel. "I see it seems I will have to keep a more watchful eye upon my books. You can however count on my bow and mind as an ally in this endeavor. I will however have to start researching these hunters. Having a working knowledge of your foe helps with defending against them." His reaction to the video and story is almost non-existent as though he had expected there was a reason for his summoning.
Studying the actions of the being at the stage, Anahita looks in the directions indicated by the Headmaster's speech, then peers around for the younger charges considering them, before looking back again.
Once the student council president is announced, she peers around to see if any clapping starts, watching for movement or some indication as to who Tyrrin is.
Bradley's shoulders slumped in defeat as he was transported into the detention area even though he'd been inside the auditorium when the assembly started.
"It figures," he sighed. "I think my luck is getting worse....maybe I need more holy symbols?"
:hello:
Star shakes daves magic hand,
“sorry about the speed thing its kind of hard to stop it, and you have a psicyrisal hello there i have one to but he dos not say much “you may note star has the 3ed eye in the center of hsr forehead that seems to be some king of gem it looks at skeets , than strat a head again.
“so what do you think they will talk about ..., o i see yes you may be right”
A small traveling group of gypsies can be heard just outside the school. amongst them is a young minstrel playing away on a Pipa. He notices the school and abruptly stops.
"I thought we agreed that I wasn't going to attend a school, that I would stay with you traveling playing our songs? Mom, Dad why are we hear.
"Son you know that you have great potential that you will never realize with us. Beyond that we can't help you in your bending training as much as the school can." A woman answers him with a loving voice.
"We can't let our song die, it has brought joy to all we have passed." Dom pleaded with his family.
"Come on man you know our song will never die even while we are apart. You real father would have wanted you to use your gifts to bring love and hope to more than we can ever hope to. This place will give you that chance." A hippy like man responds while plucking his instrument.
"But father!"
"No buts. Let your love be heard by all." He man reaches out and hugs Dom followed by a hug and kiss from his mother. They turn and start playing a song as they continue there walk past the school. While Dom Watches them leave.
dave uses telepathy to respond so as to not distract :no problem, it's pretty cool actually, I might actually have someone who can race me when I fly, the'll probably tell us a few of the rules, some upcomming events, general basic stuff like that, but I kinda want to be able to hear it so if you are able, please respond mentally or whisper or something, let us not be rude to others who also want to listen, and who knows it may be interesting, from what I hear the last student president got an ooze or slime or something dropped on her:
Michael spends the orientation fiddling with a formula he's writing, already knowing most of what's going to be said.
Oneiro pays some attention. He's looking slightly worse than usual to those that know him, but otherwise seems fine.
Anthony is behaving purely because he hadn't been put into the elementary school. Too 'advanced' for it he'd been told, and that was just fine with him.
Lang sits with the elementary students helping to keep the quit and paying attention.
Lang seems though, to be trying to hide something behind his jovial appearance.
"Excuse me," the young woman in the doorway says to Dom. Her auburn hair had been neatly braided when she left her room that morning, but it was already starting to escape confinement, adding to her perpetually disheveled appearance. She had a messenger bag stuffed to overflowing with paper slung over her shoulder. "Are you just arriving? The orientation assembly has already started so I'll need to give you a hall pass so you don't end up in detention."