Tybalt looks up from the stack of papers. "OK. That should at least get us through early fall." He turns around. "Hi J. I think we just finished." ^_^
Johnny Smiles, "Lets go get a coffee I want to tell you what I just did"
Over coffee Johnny will.
"I'm cleared to wander the infermary. They want me to stay here for a little while, just in case i act up."
"Just in case you act up, huh? That could mean so many things here," Tam muses, giving his wife a bemused sideways glance.
Vai had gone to sit with Fei on the sidelines after the incident with Morrivan, and tried to do some of the basic meditation techniques Sifu Daiyu had told her of. Deep, full breaths. Empty mind, no thoughts. It was alot harder than it sounded, and she kept losing focus... especially with Fei sitting next to her.
"The key (and the most difficult hurdle) is to not think about doing it, and just simply...do it," Fei whispers to her as he observes her struggle.
"Are you still...distracted by what Sadie and Morrivan did earlier?"
Tybalt looks up from the stack of papers. "OK. That should at least get us through early fall." He turns around. "Hi J. I think we just finished." ^_^Johnny Smiles, "Lets go get a coffee I want to tell you what I just did"
Over coffee Johnny will.
"OK I'll see you Monday like we talked about." ^_^
"Oh almost forgot." He pays for the long eared hat from earlier and leaves with johnny.Tybalt orders a hot chocolate. When it gets there he carefully sticks a spoon into the drink. It freezes over and he pulls it out of the mug. Chocolate popsicle. He licks at it as Johnny talks with his sandpaper tongue.
"So the first people freaked and the second were totally fine with it? If they think [I]that's magic, I don't want to think what they'd do to me." He looks just a bit afraid.
"I'm recovering from a mental probing from zix. I approved it, so that isn't a concern. I should be healthy now, but i think they are a little paranoid." he doesn't seem to move or say much. His senses seem a little dull. Nothing terrible, more like as if he was on a minor sedative.
"She was suprised, it seemed, when I mentioned I was an inquisitor..."
"I would like to walk with you. We can do the sims also, if you'd like."
"I didn't say she was omniscient." Tyrrin says with a smile, "It is possible to surprise her... but it is difficult."
"Let us walk then, and do the sims after, if we have time." Tyrrin stands and stretches, waiting for Ghalen to lead the way, allowing herself to be led for once, rather than leading.
He stands as well. He turns to the waiter...
"'Thel, please clean up here and take the dishes back to the kitchen staff. Thank you for your help, well done.""Do not mention it, Young Lord, I shall await your return. It was nice to make your acquaintance, M'lady" he says to Tyrrin, then begins to clean up.
Ghalen offers Tyrrin his arm
"Shall we?"
"So the first people freaked and the second were totally fine with it? If they think [I]that's magic, I don't want to think what they'd do to me." He looks just a bit afraid.
"In a nutshell yes, seems I show up and there looking to get a mob up and hunt me down, could have kicked myself for not seeing that coming, this place is so back would, the other group was cool with it all and ready to take the pads and use them, so I lenred you have to pick when and where."
Sips coffee"Back home there is a group that dos this, you know, they know what to do, I think I may need to work at it some more. I just feel bad looking at the over abundance and wast how fellow students have and do, wile others here on this world are left to rot or be subjects of some King or Despot. Its retarded, they are fighting for a better empire but its just another type of the same empire. This time with Family Sunwake and there group siting on high, now all this stuff about race purity with frebirds, eugenics great **** what is this place.
Johnny seems very perturbed
"I know what you mean. It is a bad feeling to be privileged when you know that there are other people suffering." :/
Johnny nods,
"That's it exactly Ty, I worked out yesterday what this whole 'School" is really about and it has little or nothing to do with the day to day suffering of the inhabitants of this world. It has far more to do with finding an army to protect one family and aid their goals and objectives. If I wanted to make an army what better way than to offer 'free' Schooling for problem but massively powerful and talented kids, you know who I am talking about They seek to protect themselves, wile following and agenda of placing themselves at the heart of a revaluation they are seeking to ferment. But the caliber of that leadership, well that Jiminny the man child we meet the other day showed me just what that is, Just what are they doing to up life the mass population here, what tangible benefits can you see. Not one couse or club at the school to help others in the wider community, O you can learn to be a better killer, sorry 'Needed defiance' to real help, Do you know you probably did more that most students to day to make ordinary citizens lives better. O I know if I asked they would spin a roll out a whole host of things they are doing unseen, but thats not the point, My point is it has to be seen, we should all of use be trying as a priority to lift this one world up, then and only then can we say we have the right to head out into the empire and push 'any' kind of agenda."
For just a moment there, all faces of Anahita peer at Vare and given the ancient, the middle aged and the young, peering at him, there might be a bit of calm and studiousness in that look.
Then Anahita speaks and the other faces look off and about, disinterested, "Magic is, well, magic. I'm not sure, however-- but, we could certainly experiment and find out. I would not mind the heady conversation to continue... though, I'm curious if you enjoy nature, getting outdoors and hunting, the beating in your heart, the chase of prey. Do you enjoy a good chase, Vera?" A simple smile forms on her face at that.
Then after a moment, "If you were to fashion some manner of item that allowed me to share my thoughts with you, more often, I would be happy to share my perceptions more often." There's but a quick glance at Rena, then back to Vera. "I would want to be certain, though, that it is not undesired. I have little interest in offending with what is offered.".
Vare wonders momentarily what he had said to illicit such a reaction from Anahita's dreamscape selves. He hadn't the faintest clue. "... Truth be told, I do not believe I have ever hunted a day in my life, Miss Anahita. Despite what Rena may believe, I can survive on conjured food, and I feel no desire to harm or chase other living beings for the thrill of it. I do however, enjoy the more peaceful aspects of nature. The scents especially. Ink and parchment become grating on the nose after so long." he says in response to her question about hunting, a somewhat puzzled look on his face. He had figured her for a protector and guardian of the natural. Examines her quizzically, but her dreamscape selves once again appear disinterested.
"Sadly, I am not able to fashion magical items of any kind. All such texts on the subject have proven unreadable to me... however." Vare looks over to the sleeping Rena. "It would be welcome, you have no fear of that."
He stands as well. He turns to the waiter...
"'Thel, please clean up here and take the dishes back to the kitchen staff. Thank you for your help, well done.""Do not mention it, Young Lord, I shall await your return. It was nice to make your acquaintance, M'lady" he says to Tyrrin, then begins to clean up.
Ghalen offers Tyrrin his arm
"Shall we?"
"And you as well, Thel." Tyrrin responds to the waiter. "Thank you for serving us, it is well appreciated."
With that, Tyrrin loops her arm through Ghalen's, waiting for him to take the lead. "We shall."
"I don't think that's what it's all about. Some of the teachers may be trying to do that. Ya know when you think about. . . . . They're dragons how much safer could they be with an army of unstable uber-powerful teenagers by their side." He asks sceptically.
" There's just to many logical flaws for that to be the case. Ya know?"
"Let's start a community service club. Go out and help people. That could be cool." ^_^
Vare wonders momentarily what he had said to illicit such a reaction from Anahita's dreamscape selves. He hadn't the faintest clue. "... Truth be told, I do not believe I have ever hunted a day in my life, Miss Anahita. Despite what Rena may believe, I can survive on conjured food, and I feel no desire to harm or chase other living beings for the thrill of it. I do however, enjoy the more peaceful aspects of nature. The scents especially. Ink and parchment become grating on the nose after so long." he says in response to her question about hunting, a somewhat puzzled look on his face. He had figured her for a protector and guardian of the natural. Examines her quizzically, but her dreamscape selves once again appear disinterested.
"Sadly, I am not able to fashion magical items of any kind. All such texts on the subject have proven unreadable to me... however." Vare looks over to the sleeping Rena. "It would be welcome, you have no fear of that."
"Then, perhaps, at this Academy, you could work on something that would allow you a better means to view the world-- not that your vision, which was shared, is wrong. You appear to blend the issue, though slight, well with your innate abilities or learned ones. I'm certain too, if you were to put your mind to it, you could find a way to read-- Oh, in fact, one of the mechanical things speaks lore at you, if you wanted. A student, Ehos, has such a device. You could put knowledge into this .. data pad, and have it educate you with the lore you want, no need to actually read, voice activated." She grins at her sharing of basic 'Mechanics' class talk.
"Personally, I'd rather see a living being have that knowledge and share it, but, some people would rather give that task to a tool. I've heard of arcane casters that are of similar mind with their golems and the like. It's a shame that these intelligent tool makes fail to realize the disruption potential of a culture and such, by making such things too easily available. I knew a tribe of monkeys once, which I interacted with, and one day-- the most aggressive discovered a fallen knife. Before long, many of his tribe mates were dead, or injured. A pity, how that tool ruined a tribe so quickly." After that, however, she went for another bite.
"Then, you are not an aggressive person, interesting." Perhaps in reference to his dislike for hunting. "It is natural, hunting and killing for survival. Wasting what you hunt, however, that is when it is no longer a part of the cycle-- merely seeking trophies. Despicable, really."
Seemed Anahita was content with some casual conversation at this point, a little bit of sharing and a little bit of asking. Clearly, she was on occasion soliciting an emotional response with her own responses.
"And you as well, Thel." Tyrrin responds to the waiter. "Thank you for serving us, it is well appreciated."With that, Tyrrin loops her arm through Ghalen's, waiting for him to take the lead. "We shall."
Ghalen leads them out of the room, the building and out under the stars...
"Ty they don't have a chose, they can't go out and calling in an are there hiding here, what better way then to have wards that let just the right ones in, the needy the weak, the ones that can be bent to the will of the family. I know and expect to be vilified for my views mocked and reticulated, But someone has to voice this or it will not be said. I want them to show me they are NOT what they seem to be, a desperate group using clandestine methods to make a force for them to use should the Empire show up, think about it want would you and the rest of the school do if they did? fight of course, and by them time. A child army one of the oldest horrors of war."
Johnny looks at the sky.
"Ty ask yourself, why, when a whole empire is after you and you wish to keep out of site and safe would you open our doors to kids like me and you, kids who would be seen as gods to that 1st village I went to."
Johnny takes another sip of coffee.
"and the deceit and lies, the mystical mobo-jumbo, mother nature, magic beings, magic in all things, pour BS, aimed to fool and keep the masses from any kind of true critical inquiry, to keep them dumb and blind. there is a war all right Ty, but this war is over knowledge and the freedom to have it and transmit it. There is always some pontificate pompous get, spuwing some anecdotal evidence why the masses should not be informed, but no when one looking into that Evidence one finds it they misunderstood what was going one or just lied to keep the powers that be in place. Freedom to fail is as in-portent part of freedom to self expression, how can you EVER be free wile others hold you back because they SAY you should know. I have one view in life Ty above all others Ty, 'The truth will set you free'"
"The key (and the most difficult hurdle) is to not think about doing it, and just simply...do it," Fei whispers to her as he observes her struggle.
"Are you still...distracted by what Sadie and Morrivan did earlier?"
Vai listens intently to what Fei was saying, trying to understand. Didn't you... have to think about something to do it? These thoughts fall by the wayside quite quickly when he asks after her earlier discomfort. She looks down at the floor, a little ashamed.
"N-no. Not really. They can do what they want right? Besides," Vai looks up at Fei, though she looks worried rather than her usualy shy fondness. "It's you I love."
"Mr.Ryo could just be nice. not everyone has ulterior motives. No one can just trust anyone these days." He says a bit annoyed. Its just a pet peeve. "If these dragons were powerful enough to make a planet, turn it inside out, build the wards that do everything they do now and more then and obscure it from everyone everywhere else, then a group of volatile kids with control issues isn't gonna be able to do much of anything they can't."
He sighs.
"This is depressing. How bout that club. Do you like the idea?"
He tries to change the subject.
This was amazing. Records, names, lists. Everything that had been destroyed when people were abjured. It was all here! So many of these Firebirds were probably still alive! He needed to bring this to someone... but who? They had no leader now. No one could enact the search for the abjured.
Johnny looks long and had at Ty, for a moment studying.
"yes Ty that club, lets go find one"
Johnny pays and stands,
"I spotted one with kind of man made of clay outside, be cool to do see, this place, it was called The SIGIL."
Johnny waits for Ty and then heads off, forgetting all about there talk
Johnny looks long and had at Ty, for a moment studying.
"yes Ty that club, lets go find one"
Johnny pays and stands,
"I spotted one with kind of man made of clay outside, be cool to do see, this place, it was called The SIGIL."
Johnny waits for Ty and then heads off, forgetting all about there talk
"I think we may have to start that club ourselves. I never heard or saw anything about it."
He picks up his staff and follows along.
Dave finishes the sim, panting but victorious havin spent about three hours in the sim room (roughly 20 miniutes outside) he leaves the room and concideres going to find Jonny and Tybalt.
They stop outside a building, workers can be seen going in, there are windows from inside they can hear a beat of a band playing. There is indeed a man made of clay outside, or concrete with a plak to a long dead bar owner.
"Well they have boths and a band to me thats a club, shall we."
Johnny heads in looking for a place to sit and look at the local seen
"This wasn't the kind of club I was talking about . . . . "
"O"
Johnny stands there
then smiles at Ty
"Well lead on Ty, show me the club you do mean"
Vai listens intently to what Fei was saying, trying to understand. Didn't you... have to think about something to do it? These thoughts fall by the wayside quite quickly when he asks after her earlier discomfort. She looks down at the floor, a little ashamed.
"N-no. Not really. They can do what they want right? Besides," Vai looks up at Fei, though she looks worried rather than her usualy shy fondness. "It's you I love."
He looks puzzled.
"Why do you look worried by saying that?"
"A club as in a group of people with a common interest. At the school. A community service club. Like I talked about earlier. Were you listening?" He cocks his head to one side.
Treisdan snags his staff from it's spot in the corner, and starts walking...
. . . He seems to zone out in the middle of the hallway . . .
"A club as in a group of people with a common interest. At the school. A community service club. Like I talked about earlier. Were you listening?" He cocks his head to one side.
"Again Ty its the end of the week, last place I want to be right now is back at the school, if you wish run off after Dave but I'm staying out of the 'Academy' tonight."
Johnny walking into the club where you can drink.
A two dimensional silhouette moves quietly through the streets of kuros... And hesitates as it spots the ice statue of a cat in the street
"I wasn't talking about right now." He says as he starts to get a little stressed.
neither of us understands a single thing the other says. . . .
Tybalt starts to follow into the club. He is blocked by a large bouncer at the gate
"No kids allowed."
"I'm not a kid I'm se- *sigh* never mind."
He floats off into a side alley. He runs his paws through his hair and across his face. As he does so streaks of grey color through. He covers over the neon patches of his clothes with more black. "Now if only I had a-" his staff shrinks down into a cane with a curved head. Still stark white. He looks at it oddly. "Well that's new."
He shrugs and appears in the club next to Johnny. He looks like an grey old catfolk. He is still at least recognizable.
"Shh. It's me. They wouldn't let me in cause I look young."
With a small grin the wearer of masks goes to find Johnny's room (since he has no space pod now) using the academy's arrows
...snip!...
"I... I see. That would actually be quite helpful. One of the Professors offered me one such last night, but I was not able to read it... but if I can simply use my voice and ears... that would be a fantastic boon to my research."
Vare nods sagely as Anahita shares her wisdom and anecdote with the monkeys. "I can relate with that story. When I was younger and a good deal more impetuous, I acquired a scroll for a spell which I was not entirely perpared in mind to cast. I scribed it into my spellbook and eagerly attempted it. It backfired very badly, and I barely survived. There is a great lesson in that, and your story. Tools can be useful, but they are also dangerous."
"Indeed, most creatures require some kind of sustenance. But, as I have no need to hunt, I do not wish to inflict pain and death unnecessarily. I feel any hunting on my part will therefore be a waste, would it not?" There is a hint of a question with that, as if wondering if Anahita agreed with his assessment. He rearranges his new robes they're still a bit stiff after all, freshly minted as they are.
Hust can't even detect me... Your Culture buddy doesn't even notice ....care to describe the room? [/ooc]
Like a gossamer wind he moves into the dwelling of the extremely high tech being
He looks puzzled.
"Why do you look worried by saying that?"
"I don't know. I keep getting jealous of Morrivan. I jus... I don't know. I... maybe it's just my draconic instincts?" she says hopefully, sliding closer to him. "I know that it's you I love though. I just... don't always understand my feelings."
Ghalen leads them out of the room, the building and out under the stars...
Tyrrin smiles knowlingly at him, and looks back at the stars, walking slowly with him, no destination in mind. "I'm sorry... but I really shouldn't paint the sky. I discovered yesterday that the magical energy required is pulled directly from the Wards. I do not wish the weaken them."
Treisdan snags his staff from it's spot in the corner, and starts walking...
. . . He seems to zone out in the middle of the hallway . . .
Repp, having grown bored of the winged kobold, firebird and fey group's seeming inactivity, saunters away, returning to his hallway wandering.
The white-haired, red-eyed gnome examines the boy briefly, looking him up and down, taking stock.
"Are you alright?" he asks after several moments.
"I don't know. I keep getting jealous of Morrivan. I jus... I don't know. I... maybe it's just my draconic instincts?" she says hopefully, sliding closer to him. "I know that it's you I love though. I just... don't always understand my feelings."
Fei nods with a warm smile, taking her hand while it is still (reasonably) safe to do so. :)
After having a snack rather more like a full sized meal, (seriously. where does Kezzin fit the food?) Kezzin stretches, "That was tasty. What now?"
Treisdan snags his staff from it's spot in the corner, and starts walking...
. . . He seems to zone out in the middle of the hallway . . .
Repp, having grown bored of the winged kobold, firebird and fey group's seeming inactivity, saunters away, returning to his hallway wandering.
The white-haired, red-eyed gnome examines the boy briefly, looking him up and down, taking stock.
"Are you alright?" he asks after several moments.
your words break him from his trance like state
"huh? Hello, my name is Treisdan..." Then he leans down to pick up his staff from where it had fallen from his grasp
"Not sure. I'm kinda dead on things to do. Everyone else in my race is devastated about the sun being blown up, so there really isn't much for me to do."
he honestly doesn't seem to care about the sun thing.
Fei nods with a warm smile, taking her hand while it is still (reasonably) safe to do so. :)
"Is... is it okay if I kiss you again?" Vai asks, blushing. Fei's understanding make her feel warm and safe.
... clip! ...
A mild grin, playful, on Anahita's face and she coyly bites on her lower lip while looking back to Vare when he puts his last question to her.
"You are attempting to mirror what I just did, aren't you, ~Professor~?" The tone she uses for his title is a slight bit teasing, but in a manner some young teenager might do with her voice, versus anything else.
"I'm surprised you haven't used magic to acquire an item enscrolled with the properties of sustenance, but then again, I suspect ... as you said previously, if you didn't make it with your own hands, you ...might not enjoy it as much?" It might sound odd, but, there's a hint of teasing in those words.
Then, after a pause to think, she replies, "Given what you stated, yes. You clearly are not a hunter, you are the wise, or learned man of a tribe, if such were applied to the ..." with a motion of her hand towards the school, "civilization around us."
"Tell me about your home village, about what you did as a child growing up... what of your parents?" She seems a bit less energetic and playful on the latter question.
This was amazing. Records, names, lists. Everything that had been destroyed when people were abjured. It was all here! So many of these Firebirds were probably still alive! He needed to bring this to someone... but who? They had no leader now. No one could enact the search for the abjured.
"Tell me how do you plan on using these records? Now that you know they are here and how to find them." Salis asks while he reads a few pages of one. He doesn't seem condescending about the question. More like it was a said to get Ardiente thinking about his next step.
"So guys are we going to do anything fun tonight? Or are we just going to look up stuff on this temple? If we're just going to be looking stuff up I think I'm going to get out of here. No need for this many people trying to read the same books." Hew says in bit of a bored tone.
"I don't know, i mean the book thing is inportant, but you got a point, you got any suggestions?" He says as he munches on another cookie