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She laughed. "It is a school, Svarog-kun. You should perhaps look up what that means since you appear to be confused," she said before she continued her path through the cafeteria, stopping a couple of tables over to confiscate something that a group of boys appeared to be desperately trying to hide from her.
Lucas looks incensed at her accusations and looks like he is either about to strike her or cast a spell of some sort when he suddenly calms down and begins to speak, "ah so now we get to the route of the problem. Your issue with my behavior is not the practical concerns of safety and propriety that the rule was supposedly inspired by, it is the fact that by breaking it I have threatened your authority, well then by all means I shal consent to your little 'detention' as you put it, and I shal forgo eating a perfectly healthy and safe food until I can see sense added to your rule system," with a hand motion the coffee beans incinerate themselves and he then turns his back to the teacher and with practices flippancy "now then where were we?" Nanami chuckled. "See you in class, Svarog-kun," she said with an undertone that made it clear to most that he was about to experience a very interesting semester. Not as interesting perhaps as if he had been a shinobi she was training, but nevertheless full of impending discomfort. Until he learned the importance of good manners, at least.
Lucas actually seems surprised at this and looses some measure of poise. "what? but that? that's ridiculous! nonsensical why wouldn't those immune to the effects have the substance? we as firebirds are immune to the effects of alcohol due to our bodies being designed in such a way that burns the alcohol for greater energy, why are you presenting a grossly unfair false parallel to those who are otherwise immune due to some other quirk of nature or magic?" "I have already provided an explanation. Too bad you were not listening, Svarog-kun. A failing of yours I have often noted during class. You broke a rule, and now you must face the consequences. Do you wish to learn what the consequences of continuing to argue with me will be?" she asked with a dangerous smile.
"Gomen-ne, Svarog-kun," she said sarcastically, "but I do believe that I am the sensei here and you are not. The rules do not say except in case of doctor's note. A human student would not be allowed alcohol on campus simply because they are immune to poisons. You are no different. And you should have a care for your own reputation, as well as what kind of example you are setting. Things you can contemplate while you are serving your detention."
Whatever Phaedra's response was going to be, it was interrupted by the arrival of a teacher. "Svarog-kun!" Nanami exclaimed, disapprovingly. "What do you think you are doing? Coffee at your age? No, don't try to argue with me. I have read the handbook and am aware of the differences in firebird diet. And I was told to watch out for this. I do not care what you were allowed at home, drunkenness among students is not tolerated here! Eating the beans straight too! You are going to give yourself caffeine poisoning. It's a wonder you can even stand up straight. That's detention for you. And give me that plate. I am going to make sure that the cafeteria staff know not to give you intoxicants in future," she lectured.
Frustrated as all of her attempts to speak with the Headmaster were rebuffed, Nanami stormed through the hallway only to run into Kitty and Michael. There was a great deal of hugging and rapid talking in language that is unfamiliar to Michael. He can maybe pick out one word in three. But eventually learns that Nanami is now the PE teacher here, that she was sent by the Tanaka family to protect Kitty, and that she is very, very upset to learn about the murder and wants to know who she needs to kill in retailiation.
Nanami stalked through the halls to the headmaster's office, stopping on the way only to bow briefly to the secretary before pounding insistently at the door.
*Long string of expletives in eastern regional dialect* "You," she said, pointing at Belyu. "Supervise the rest of the class. You help," she ordered Djalos. "I need to have some words with the headmaster."
She snorted. "Efficiency isn't everything. But mostly we have practice. We feel emotions all the time from infancy on. We develop coping mechanisms. You're getting hit with several years emotion at once it sounds like. So you should plan on it taking more time for quite a while before you get the hang of it."
"Oh," she said with a sigh of relief when she found out the crime in question happened before she was born. "Pretty sure what you're feeling is anger. You're pissed as hell that you were used. You don't have to worry about the Akuma taking revenge by the way. That was taken care of ages ago. Obaa-sama took care of the Nikiragawa incident before he became clan leader. Water under the bridge." Spoiler:
"I'd heard those guys were psychos," she said tersely. "I don't suppose you remember when and where this happened?"
"What clan are you from?" she asked coolly, her friendliness replaced with distance. "Clan Amateru? I know of no recent losses to Clan Akuma except those."
As soon as Nanami is finished speaking, Djalos is off in a flash. Never making a misstep, never stumbling, never hesitating. The young elf smoothly avoids saw blades, lasers, flying cyborg sharks, grenades, missiles, and more without even breaking step. Even attacks that should catch him completely off guard, don't, despite him being blindfolded. When he gets to the end, he isn't even breathing hard. "Good work," the tiefling teacher said with an approving nod. "I can see you were well trained. Keeping you on your toes will be fun," she added with a fierce grin.
Nanami calls the class to attention. "Greetings, students! I am Nanami Tanaka. You should call me Tanaka-sensai. I'm just going to put you through a basic obstacle course today so I can get some idea of your current abilities," she says cheerfully, but a quick glance at the course reveals obstacles like moving saw blades and pits of lava...clearly this PE teacher was cut from the same cloth as the last couple.
"Umm....Sumimasen, isn't this third hour?" Checks datapad. "The small electronic device seems to think that advanced PE only happens first and fourth hours...."
"Ohaiyo gozaimasu," Nanami said with a slight bow. She was dressed in a short robe and had cloth wrapped around her legs and arms. Her horns curled back against her dark hair, effectively keeping it out of her face even though she wore it loose. "I am the new PE teacher. You can call me Tanaka-sensei. And you are?" "Oh, just some basic climbing exercises today, Adon-kun. Everyone has to start somewhere, right?" ^.^
"Ohaiyo gozaimasu," Nanami said with a slight bow. She was dressed in a short robe and had cloth wrapped around her legs and arms. Her horns curled back against her dark hair, effectively keeping it out of her face even though she wore it loose. "I am the new PE teacher. You can call me Tanaka-sensei. And you are?"
Why yes, I just started this morning. :)
"End SIM," she said firmly as she walked into the SIM room where Ace had just gotten his butt very thoroughly kicked. "Would you like a hand up?" she asked, standing over him as the wounds from the simulation faded along with it. "You lasted fifteen minutes and forty five seconds before you were overwhelmed. Not bad, but not exactly impressive either. You had a lot of boom to start, but not so good at playing the long game. Something for you to work on," she said, holding out a hand to help him up. "This battle is about endurance not power."
"The battle of Nankwai Bridge then...you have to defend a bridge against two armies. It is an extremely challenging scenario. Though I should caution you...my onii-chan says that there is no battle nearly as intimidating as delivering an apology to a woman for having behaved badly. So I cannot promise that it will adequately prepare you for that particular skirmish," she said with a hint of humor.
"I don't mind...would you prefer a single strong foe or a prolonged battle against overwhelming odds?"
"Advanced, I have to keep in shape, after all," he clears his throat "I do appologize for the inconvienience, and I thank you for intervening on our behalf" "Dou itashi mashite. I look forward to seeing you in class. I am sure you will enjoy today's exercises."
Dave looks on to ace turns away and shrugs "whelp, I guess that's that, so you teach PE? Advanced, regular or both?" "I teach both, but of course Advanced takes more personal attention," she said with another polite bow. "Which one are you taking?"
Ace is clearly pissed at Royston "How in the Nine Hells could possibly think terminating our duel just because you didn't like how it was going was at all a good idea? Forcing us to do what you want is a total abuse of power. The whole point of this fight was based on freedom of choice, and you just robbed us of ours." He looks like he's about to hit the professor, then obviously thinks better of it, and stalks off. "I guess that means you're done with your duel?"
"I'll leave that to you," he says turning to ace "seeing as you're the chalanger, the one venting" "You know, if you don't want to duel anymore, I can just set up a SIM for you...but either way I need the classroom back in half an hour."
Nanami looked at the two boys and sighed. "Ohayo Gozaimasu. I am Nanami Tanaka, the new PE teacher. You will call me Tanaka-sensei from now on. What do you both intend to do now?"
As they step out of the SIM into the lobby area, the pretty tiefling who greeted them before is frowning as she pores over what appears to be a handbook. "Sumimasen," she said, bowing again, "But I have a question, sensei. I do not think you are supposed to give detention for that? They were not breaking any rules I could find. I agree that a referral to the school psychologist may be required, but as far as I can tell, they successfully conveyed their feelings without breaking any guidelines, ne? Did I miss something?"
"Arigato. I will take care of that at once." She smiled as she withdrew, seeing that the group already had another staff member there to supervise them.
"Ohayo gozaimasu," Nanami said, bowing as the group entered the SIM rooms.
"Let him in, Professor Tanaki. I've been expecting him."
She turned to Kodjack and gestured towards the door. "The headmaster will see you now, Kodjack-kun. I'm sure I will be seeing you in PE class tomorrow."
"A pleasure to meet you, Vare-sensei," she said bowing again before turning to the door and peeking in. "Antairus-sama? Do you have a moment? I have a potential student here who requires....special handling," she said in a deferential tone.
Dreamscape view:
The woman in front of him appeared to be made entirely of shadowy vipers. Nanami bowed politely. "Good evening. I do not believe we have met before. I am Nanami Tanaka, the PE teacher. I am here to escort this young man to the Headmaster. He was having a violent disagreement with a wall when I found him. It seemed prudent to make sure he arrived at his destination without any further hostilities towards the architecture," she said in a musical, lightly accented voice. If he could see her face Vare would see the amusement twinkling in her eyes, as well as realizing that she was a very attractive tiefling....however, since all he can see is the dreamscape image, it's more likely that he finds her appearance a bit off-putting. "Is the Headmaster free to see us now?"
Nanami shook her head. There was no reasoning with this guy. Well, hopefully Antairus-sama would have an easier time dealing with him. She knocked on the door of the Headmaster's office.
Kodjack tilted his head at the question, mostly because he thought the answer was obvious, and partly because he finally caught the "-kun" that Nanami had been adding to his name. "I'm not a damn raccoon..." he said under his breath before he answered her. "What else would a man called the master of heads be?" he responded, sounding a little excited again. "A true warrior always takes a trophy after victory, but he takes the ultimate trophy; the head! To be a master, he must have more than all of the people in my tribe. Of course this master would have something to make me smarter in the ways of combat that I can use for my revenge!" Nanami giggled behind her hand. "That's not what headmaster means, Kodjack-kun. You will have plenty of opportunity here to learn how to better yourself at combat both physically and mentally, I assure you. But you need to realize that the people who have the most to teach you aren't always the ones you expect. Headmaster Antairus-sama is powerful, yes, but not in the way that you are thinking. He is one of the council of High Seers."
Nanami made a mental note to herself that this fellow would probably do best working with lycans...they hate and distrust magic too. "What makes you think the Headmaster is a warrior, Kodjack-kun?"
Nanami frowned a little after the passed the strange gnome. Something wasn't right there. He recognized her. But she'd never met him before....perhaps he was from one of the other shinobi clans? She would have to investigate. When she wasn't babysitting a large, but regrettably stupid, boy hellbent on revenge. "You may not care now, but I think you might in the future. After all, you'll have a lot of life left to live after you get vengeance for your family. Also, my condolences for your loss."
"All weapons are good," she corrected. "Some just take more skill to wield than others. A truly skilled warrior could slay you with a blade of grass...or perhaps only a word. There are many different styles of fighting, Kodjack-kun and not all of them involve smashing things. Though I agree...it's not wise to limit oneself to only one weapon. It's best to learn to master as many as you can so that you are never unprepared. And many combats are about outwitting an opponent rather than wounding them. Which is a whole different sort of training...I presume based on your comments about needing to become smarter that this is the sort of training you are seeking here?"
Nanami laughed behind her hand again. "Sensei is a title. It means one who teaches. Tanaka is my family name. And I assure you, I use weapons all the time...everything is a weapon when properly applied, Kodjack-kun. And no, I do not have to accompany you for the arrows to work. Though, given your...volatility I think perhaps I ought to," she said, walking in the direction the arrow pointed. She looked back. "Well? Are you coming or not? I thought you were impatient to meet the Headmaster."
Nanami hid her mouth behind her hand as a small giggle escaped. She couldn't help herself. He was just so terribly clueless. Kodjack saw before him a petite young woman dressed in a short robe tied around her waist with a very wide cloth belt and sandals. Her long black hair made a soft swishing sound as she moved and her delicate features were quite appealing. But most striking about her was the large curling horns that grew from her forehead. "You wish to see the Headmaster? Certainly. Ah, gomen-ne," she said bowing slightly. "I have not introduced myself. You should call me Tanaka-sensei. I am the Physical Education teacher." She reached out and touched the wall gently and an arrow appeared on the floor. "When you don't know where to go, think of what or who you're trying to find and touch the wall....gently works best. You really don't have to hit it. And then arrows will appear on the floor or wall and lead you where you need to go. If we follow this arrow it will take us to the Headmaster's office."
Having read through the orientation packet and inspected her classroom, Nanami decided to head to the cafeteria for some dinner. On the way she saw a very angry young man attacking a wall. She tilted her head and studied him for a moment before stepping forward. "Gomen-ne, but may I ask what the wall has done to offend you so?" she asked in a soft, polite tone, eyes twinkling with amusement.
walks back into the school carrying a very large and long gun, of unknown design and manufacturer, it seems to be broken as if one side had blown out. He walks throw the canteen to the sim rooms. When he gets to the SIM rooms a dark haired tiefling with large horns looked at him curiously. She bowed her head slightly. "Greetings. That looks...like an unfortunate occurance," she said indicating the damaged gun.
"Thank you for applying. I sincerely hope you last longer than our previous teachers." He smiles, chuckling a little. "Though the constant cycle just give us quite the variety of teaching methods!" "Very clever, Antairus-san....challenging my pride...Well, I'm pretty sure I can at least last the week," she said, laughing. She stood up, bowed deeply and left the room.
After a long uncomfortable silence Nanami laughed. "You really are going to force me to pick which class I want to teach, aren't you? Alright, I suppose that I'll take PE then. It can't be that different from training shinobi and I'm not too terribly bad at that.""It can be very different! at times. Just remember to have equal parts combat and non-combat lessons, along with something for the people who don't want combat lessons at all to do." Nanami laughed. "You don't know much about shinobi lessons do you? Real combat training looks like chores and other annoying repetitive tasks....it has to be pretty advanced before it looks like combat training," she said with a wink. "But I should go, check out my classroom and stuff. You have at least two people waiting to talk to you. The knocks were at different heights and done by people with different strength."
After a long uncomfortable silence Nanami laughed. "You really are going to force me to pick which class I want to teach, aren't you? Alright, I suppose that I'll take PE then. It can't be that different from training shinobi and I'm not too terribly bad at that."
"Light Blades is a good choice, as well Physical Education. We always seem to run out of P.E. teachers for some reason..." She laughed. "Oh, that sounds like a challenge....I could teach either one, really. Depending on which one you need more. But I have to admit that I appreciate the challenge of trying to succeed where others have failed."
"Your rumors were correct. In any case, what teaching position would you like?" She shrugged. "I'm good at covert intelligence gathering, seduction, and using sharp pointy objects," she said with a grin. "And of course the usual ninja skills of tumbling and not falling off of really high things. The question is, what teaching position do you have open that intersects with at least one of my skills."
He turns sharply, after giving a nod, and heads to his quarters She watched him go and shook her head. "That one is going to be trouble...mostly for himself I think," she said with a smirk before turning her attention back to the Headmaster. "I'm sure you already know that the Amateru and Akuma clans are in the process of negotiating a truce, so I'm not needed at my post outside the grounds any more. But after hearing rumors of trouble here last night, Obaa-sama decided we needed to be guarding from a closer distance. So I'm here to apply for a teaching position, Antairus-sama."
"That makes this so much easier." The headmaster says as the door opens. "Come in, come in, Mr. Iosus and Miss Tanaka. Mr. Iosus, I am Headmaster Antair." Nanami entered the office as requested. "Headmaster," Nanami said, bowing deeply as a gesture of respect. She then stepped to the side to make room for Archimedes, nearly blending in with the wall until she remembered she wasn't supposed to be doing that right now.
"Nanami Tanaka," she says, inclining her head in the very slightest of bows. "Student or teacher?" she asks Archimedes, reaching a hand up to brush off a lock of hair that had gotten twisted around one of her horns. They were rather large horns. She was rather obviously a tiefling of some sort.
Normally she would take that as a challenge, but she had her orders. So she knocked.She walked in the front doors and looked around. It was pretty much how she remembered it. But it was strange to walk in the front doors. She was used to sneaking in places. She shrugged and headed for the Headmaster's office.As is typical, the door is closed. She eyed him with interest. "Well, you're not the Headmaster," she said, amused. Her voice had a distinct accent to it, but it was still clear and understandable.
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