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Sheessuroussen wrote:

Al'rqyq mn Al'kwabys wrote:

Ryleh wrote:

"I neglected to ask, can you swim, young man?" she asked Al'qyq.

"Yes, I can swim. Not gracefully, but I can keep my head above water."

"A wonderful skill to have young man." Sheessuroussen says as he just continues to pour unbelievable quantities of water into a depression

"As a denizen formerly of arid lands and desertscapes, you would come in very handy there, I think." he says, watching him conjure water that rapidly out of thin air.

Sheessuroussen thinks for a time, and then simply comments, "I do not believe I would enjoy deserts or arid places, I am a being of the sea.

He has created a veritable pond within a few minutes, and he then begins to rotate it, all of the water begins to spin in a whirlpool-like manner. The waters seem to start glowing with some form of inner light...

Ryleh wrote:

"I neglected to ask, can you swim, young man?" she asked Al'qyq.

"Yes, I can swim. Not gracefully, but I can keep my head above water."

"A wonderful skill to have young man." Sheessuroussen says as he just continues to pour unbelievable quantities of water into a depression

Sheessuroussen wrote:

Sheessuroussen looks confused, "I know nothing about program." He says as a matter of fact, "I can make a pond, lake, or sphere, and summon a school of illethisa to inhabit it."

His tanned and scarred hands come up and he points to a nearby clearing, "Only if it is convenient for you though. If a 'program' is necessary I shall cede to the one who possesses the knowledge to do so.

Ryleh blinked. "Oh. Er, yes, that would do nicely. I did not realize you could conjure those things here so easily. I thought it would end up like last time and current circumstances make going offworld at present impractical."

She smiled just a little. "And remind me later to show you the thing I was speaking about. It is something that my daughter made. It creates virtual environments. Very practical for teaching children to handle danger without subjecting them to any real harm."

Sheessuroussen just smiles, and begins to walk to the clearing, "If you can make a bowl shaped depression in the center of the clearing... fifty feet or so around, I can do the rest. He says this and waits for her to oblige, knowing the power of her Earth magic.

He creates water that simply flows from his fingertips, a neverending stream of water which will fill the depression in a handful of minutes.

"Program? What is a program? These new-fangled technolo babblin! I preferred back in the good old years where ya'll just willed alla da magic in da world, ya thinkin it? BAM! it comes true..." Sheess says while waving his walking stick

Al'rqyq mn Al'kwabys wrote:

Ryleh wrote:

She gave him a mildly exasperated look. "Not everyone is a musical prodigy," she said dryly. "And it was only an example."

"Nevertheless, it is a good suggestion. Fish would be easier to observe in this context than birds. Presuming of course that the young man agrees to be taught."

Listens to the exchange, then looks annoyed, only for the briefest of moments. That's twice now. It's not easy to hear everything you've done or tried to do up to this point has been wrong...

"It would be impolite of me to suggest how you spend your time, or it's wisest use, and even more so to ignore a helping hand offered."
He steps off for a bit, giing this some serious thought. He returns, having come to a decision.
"Alright, Gyna'ka, I will allow this. I agree to submit to your guidance on this matter." he bows, and ceremoniously offers her his swords.

"Very good," she said, trying to regain control over the situation. Sheessuroussen could be most vexing in that regard. She laid her hands on the weapons offered in acceptance of the gesture and then handed them back to the maftet.

"In order to teach you, it will be necessary to establish telepathic contact so I can show you what it looks like when you manipulate the size of your fear aura. And of course we will need an appropriate environment. It may not be an instant solution. You may require a great deal of practice."

"Sheessuroussen, do you think it would be possible to program a watery environment and a school of fish into the SIM rooms? I am concerned about leaving the school at the moment. Considering."

Sheessuroussen looks confused, "I know nothing about program." He says as a matter of fact, "I can make a pond, lake, or sphere, and summon a school of illethisa to inhabit it."

His tanned and scarred hands come up and he points to a nearby clearing, "Only if it is convenient for you though. If a 'program' is necessary I shall cede to the one who possesses the knowledge to do so.

Sheessuroussen wrote:

"Rylehtin'akksavith, That may not be the best way to phrase it." He raises his eyebrow, and when she looks at him, his lips pull back faintly. "I'm afraid that some people can. Though I may be the exception to the rule."

"Though if the two of you wish to practice, I would recommend a body of water and a school of fish so that you may see any fluctuations in the radius of the aura."

She gave him a mildly exasperated look. "Not everyone is a musical prodigy," she said dryly. "And it was only an example."

"Nevertheless, it is a good suggestion. Fish would be easier to observe in this context than birds. Presuming of course that the young man agrees to be taught."

"I was merely pointing out that it is possible. Also the reason I suggested fish is because a school stays in pattern where it can, and they do not take to the sky and disappear when startled... Well...Most of them do not."

Al'rqyq feels that Sheess is not being deliberately contrary, but he does seem to enjoy Ryleh getting flustered...

"Rylehtin'akksavith, That may not be the best way to phrase it." He raises his eyebrow, and when she looks at him, his lips pull back faintly. "I'm afraid that some people can. Though I may be the exception to the rule."

"Though if the two of you wish to practice, I would recommend a body of water and a school of fish so that you may see any fluctuations in the radius of the aura."

"She is right. The aura of fear that we project is never gone, merely retracted. It takes many years of practice, but it is a skill that you can learn. I do not know of the being you deal with, but I believe Ryleh's judgement is sound." Shessuroussen agrees, acknowledging that he is also a dragon.

Al'rqyq mn Al'kwabys wrote:

He looks puzzled at the question, but answers it.

"I've been in to assist when needed, I don't mind helping...but...I am uncomfortable in enclosed spaces with others around...I tend to make people feel uneasy around me, though it's not intentional. He sighs. "It's a long story, Gyna'ka."

Ryleh folded her hands inside her sleeves, her expression unreadable, her demeanor calm. "I am good at listening to long stories, young man. Tell me."

Sheessuroussen simply stands by, becoming motionless and quiet, allowing Ryleh to speak for both of them, while he just listens.

Ryleh wrote:

Al'rqyq mn Al'kwabys wrote:

Al sits up in his tree, happily eating a rabbit he'd caught for lunch, taking a break from his patrols through the woods. He is blissfully unaware of the dragons stalking him while he's eating, the small bones on his necklace clacking as he tears at his lunch.

"I said, come down from that tree now," Ryleh repeated in a calm but firm voice.

The munching stops mid crunch, as there's a stirring. A male head pokes out and over the branch. He wipes a way the "juices" from his mouth, his slightly feline facial features are accented with a flash of his teeth as he smiles.

"Umm...sure...?" he pulls back into the tree cover, and you'll hear the rustle of feathers as he gives a couple flexing beats of his wings, until the final full down beat gets him airborne, and he swoops up and around, then lands on the ground in front of his guests. He looks them once over, looking for obvious stabbing weapons. Something has him cautious.
"How may I help you?" He says, with a very slight purring rumble. He's obviously not a native speaker of common...

When the person comes from the tree with no apparent hostility, Sheessuroussen walks toward the maftet slowly.

His hair is silver gray and pulled back into a severe topknot; the tall gentleman is well muscled and darkly tanned, and though he looks to be quite old, he stands erect and looking regal in his dark blue robes. His eyes are piercing and predatory, like a shark or jaguar, though he does not look to be angry or violent in any way, it is simply that he is a predator and he definitely shows it. His voice is like the rumble of the tide as he speaks.

"Sir, I wish to inquire as to your purpose and reasoning to be in these woods, if you do not mind my asking." Though he is polite and respectful, you have the feeling that he is not asking so much as he is demanding politely.

Hearing the warning from Ryleh, not just once, but twice Sheess prepares to act. Muscles bunching silently beneath his robes, and he gets a spell ready as a backup if the creature, whom appears to be devouring something bloody, once again refuses to acknowledge the warning

I severely doubt I actually need to cast or do anything

Hmm. Did I miss something in the last 25 posts? I'm not seeing much about catching a murderer.

Though I think it's possible some students playing hooky are about to get Ryleh'd.

Yes, I made it a verb. It's fitting for her lectures.

'About to get Ryleh'd'

*Raises an eyebrow* "that sounds most inappropriate..."

She smiled. "Yes, I remember that you told me that. As an explanation for how you reached the ripe old age of one thousand without ever having a mate or a family," she said, shaking her head a little in disbelief. That level of independence was foreign to her, but then she'd been magically compelled. And which way was better? It was hard to say.

"Did you see something moving in that tree over there?"

When he sees her smile he returns it "Well, as you recall, my customs are rather diff.." his mouth snaps shut with a small click as Ryleh asks the question, and his eyes become a solid deep blue with a black slit of a pupil that reaches from his upper lid to the bottom of his eye.

Surveying the tree from bottom to top, his nostrils flare, "Yes" he hisses through his teeth and lips, "Circle to the right of the tree, I do not know what it is, but I know enough that I do not want it to escape if indeed it is dangerous." He moves to circle around the opposite way of Ryleh.

Sheessuroussen wrote:

"Sorun, I think, will not ever feel homesick..." Sheess says lightly, "The Lord of the Oceans is a great ruler and his wife is a very smart Lady, but their son, while he is the Prince, is not treated as a son to be doted upon. He is, of course, respected and well treated, with many servants and guards, However, he does not have friends in the Lords Realm."

Sheess walks in silence for a time, and then he begins to speak again. "Sheldlonsorunson enjoys this school. He has friends and he speaks highly of his teachers. I believe that he very soon will begin to believe that this is now his home, He may not feel homesickness until he is to leave..." He gives a small smile, "But that will not be for a long, long time.." The glittering sea colored jewel matches the sparkling blue eyes of their owner as he says this.

Her lips curved up slightly in the barest hint of a smile. "Well, I am glad to hear that your plans are to stay for a long time to come. I would miss our talks were you to depart sooner. This place is important to me because it is where my family is, but it has been a long time since I had a friend. My kind is often overly solitary, and I am surprised to find how much I value companionship after all."

Sheessuroussen scans the area for a bit before he glances at Ryleh, "My race is very independent as well." The swish of his and her robes and the low ambient sound of the forest adds to the quiet feeling of companionship for Soruns' guardian

Sheessuroussen wrote:

His fingers delicately grasp the tiny crystal, holding it up and scrutinizing the precious gemstone. "It does make me feel better. The lack of knowledge, and the seemingly growing danger to this school and thus, him, does weigh on my mind at times..." he says softly, "and you are quite observant to notice, and kind to help." he reaches up and pulls a long strand of hair from his tight topknot, leaving the strand to hang down in front of his face. With a few sharp tugs and careful placement the jewel is knotted in place, hanging just below his angular cheekbone, where he can keep an eye on the color of the magical device without impairing his hands or obscuring his vision.

He looks at Ryleh and smiles as he folds his hands and bows at the waist, his head nearly level with her knees. "Thank you."

"You are welcome. It is a small favor to bring peace of mind to a friend," she said formally, but there was the slightest trace of a blush on her cheeks.

"Speaking of your ward, how is he adjusting to school life? It cannot be easy for him being away from home for the first time. I trust he isn't too terribly homesick?" she said, introducing a new topic of conversation as they resumed their walk.

"Sorun, I think, will not ever feel homesick..." Sheess says lightly, "The Lord of the Oceans is a great ruler and his wife is a very smart Lady, but their son, while he is the Prince, is not treated as a son to be doted upon. He is, of course, respected and well treated, with many servants and guards, However, he does not have friends in the Lords Realm."

Sheess walks in silence for a time, and then he begins to speak again. "Sheldlonsorunson enjoys this school. He has friends and he speaks highly of his teachers. I believe that he very soon will begin to believe that this is now his home, He may not feel homesickness until he is to leave..." He gives a small smile, "But that will not be for a long, long time.." The glittering sea colored jewel matches the sparkling blue eyes of their owner as he says this

Sheessuroussen wrote:

His lips twitch as she says this information, and his usual air of contentment slips for a second, and his lip raises, revealing enough teeth to make a crocodile jealous. The expression is gone quickly, and responds, "I think that patrolling is a wise idea, Rylehtinakksavith." His voice is hard and unyielding like a warrior standing at the edge of a battlefield

Though he has only known her for a short time, she can tell that he is protective of his ward, and currently quite afraid for Sorun, even with her unfinished assurance that he is safe.

"Truly, Sheessuroussen, your ward is safe. I would tell you if I believed otherwise. But, yes, I think that making sure that there is no more opportunity to commit such crimes today, no way to lure young girls past the edges of the wards, would be the best course of action," she said, wearing an air of calm like it was armor. "If it makes you feel any better, I made this for you," she added, pulling a small aquamarine crystal out of her sleeve. "It is attuned to your ward and will turn dark green if he is ever in danger. You sometimes get this look during our visits...as if you are desperately trying not to be rude, but wish you knew how to use my scrying equipment to make sure the boy is safe. I thought this might help."

His fingers delicately grasp the tiny crystal, holding it up and scrutinizing the precious gemstone. "It does make me feel better. The lack of knowledge, and the seemingly growing danger to this school and thus, him, does weigh on my mind at times..." he says softly, "and you are quite observant to notice, and kind to help." he reaches up and pulls a long strand of hair from his tight topknot, leaving the strand to hang down in front of his face. With a few sharp tugs and careful placement the jewel is knotted in place, hanging just below his angular cheekbone, where he can keep an eye on the color of the magical device without impairing his hands or obscuring his vision.

He looks at Ryleh and smiles as he folds his hands and bows at the waist, his head nearly level with her knees. "Thank you."

Sheessuroussen wrote:

Ryleh wrote:

Sheessuroussen wrote:

"I believe you may be right" he says, trying to keep the subject matter light.

It has been a long time since I had to walk on eggshells around another person.... he thinks idly as he searches for another subject to speak on... Then a thought occurs to him.

"I know how much your gorgeous lair means to you, but perhaps a walk would be appropriate, assuming that your... he vaugely motions at the psi-crystals "creations, can handle the basic clean up?

"Yes, I believe that may be a good idea," she said, gingerly stepping over a psicrystal gathering up pieces of teacup, and holding out a hand to him. "I can help find us a path through the mess I think. Preferably without grinding any more glass to dust. It takes such a long time to sweep up when the pieces get that small."

The blue dragon takes her much smaller hand in his, and waits for the path to be cleared. Whenever the area is clean enough for walking, Sheessuroussen holds the door open for her, "So, are we wandering? or do you have a specific destination in mind?" he ponders aloud as they ascend the stairs toward the main body of the school.

Ryleh's lair is underneath the school right?

Sort of. Ryleh's lair is underneath the house which is sort of part of the school (more accurately the school is part of it) and most can't even get there. You have to be invited by a member of the family to access the house.

"No particular destination, but it might be a good idea to walk along the perimeter of the grounds. There has been a series of murders of students of late and I think it might help encourage a pause in such activities if there are teachers patrolling the edges of the wards. At least it will provide less opportunities for the culprit to act," she said crisply. "You don't need to fear for your ward," she added. "This person seems to be focusing solely on young...

His lips twitch as she says this information, and his usual air of contentment slips for a second, and his lip raises, revealing enough teeth to make a crocodile jealous. The expression is gone quickly, and responds, "I think that patrolling is a wise idea, Rylehtinakksavith." His voice is hard and unyielding like a warrior standing at the edge of a battlefield

Though he has only known her for a short time, she can tell that he is protective of his ward, and currently quite afraid for Sorun, even with her unfinished assurance that he is safe.

Sheessuroussen wrote:

"I believe you may be right" he says, trying to keep the subject matter light.

It has been a long time since I had to walk on eggshells around another person.... he thinks idly as he searches for another subject to speak on... Then a thought occurs to him.

"I know how much your gorgeous lair means to you, but perhaps a walk would be appropriate, assuming that your... he vaugely motions at the psi-crystals "creations, can handle the basic clean up?

"Yes, I believe that may be a good idea," she said, gingerly stepping over a psicrystal gathering up pieces of teacup, and holding out a hand to him. "I can help find us a path through the mess I think. Preferably without grinding any more glass to dust. It takes such a long time to sweep up when the pieces get that small."

The blue dragon takes her much smaller hand in his, and waits for the path to be cleared. Whenever the area is clean enough for walking, Sheessuroussen holds the door open for her, "So, are we wandering? or do you have a specific destination in mind?" he ponders aloud as they ascend the stairs toward the main body of the school.

Ryleh's lair is underneath the school right?

Sheessuroussen wrote:

"That may save you much time and effort." Sheess agrees, grasping at the lifeline. In issues of family, he is incredibly out of his depth; having never had one of his own...

Quietly watching the...

"I apologize for snapping at you. I know you were just trying to help," she said quietly, trying to put her mask of serenity back on. Truthfully, she didn't feel the slightest bit calm, but she knew that the pretense was a vital part of the process of getting there.

"I would offer you some tea, but I think I broke all the cups."

"I believe you may be right" he says, trying to keep the subject matter light.

It has been a long time since I had to walk on eggshells around another person.... he thinks idly as he searches for another subject to speak on... Then a thought occurs to him.

"I know how much your gorgeous lair means to you, but perhaps a walk would be appropriate, assuming that your... he vaugely motions at the psi-crystals "creations, can handle the basic clean up?

Sheessuroussen wrote:

Ryleh wrote:

She snorted. "Well, I can tell you from excessive experience on the subject that loss hurts the same whether you are sixteen or six hundred. And the loss of a child is the worst of all. Children aren't supposed to die before their parents....and contrary to trite sayings time does not heal all wounds. Some pain you just learn to live around. But sometimes something brings it back and it's as fresh as it was when you first experienced it."

"And I haven't been a hatchling in a long time. It may not seem that way to you, but my elders were killed when I was very young. I had to learn quickly. I did the best I could. But it's no good trying to treat me like a child now. I'm much too independent and set in my ways for that," she said, trying to change the subject, deflect the emotions that were still simmering too near the surface.

"I suppose I shall have to clean up this mess," she sighed.

Sheess says nothing, having mistakenly said the wrong thing... it is difficult for him to be empathetic about things that he had never experienced.

he simply moves and goes to start picking up objects that had been scattered.

She put a hand on his arm. "It's alright. No sense both of us getting all cut up...it's not the first time I've ever trashed my lair," she added wryly. "I do have a cleanup system."

With that she released her psicrystal swarm from their dimensional pocket inside of her sleeve and the crystals began the process of cleaning and sorting.

"My son-in-law thinks that we need to have all of the furniture and other household items made with a make whole spell as part of them. I can't blame him. Destruction of household items does seem to be a family trait."

"That may save you much time and effort." Sheess agrees, grasping at the lifeline. In issues of family, he is incredibly out of his depth; having never had one of his own...

Quietly watching the dancing crystalline shards whirl and spin around the gigantine chamber, he is reminded of the shimmering waves of his home plane.

She snorted. "Well, I can tell you from excessive experience on the subject that loss hurts the same whether you are sixteen or six hundred. And the loss of a child is the worst of all. Children aren't supposed to die before their parents....and contrary to trite sayings time does not heal all wounds. Some pain you just learn to live around. But sometimes something brings it back and it's as fresh as it was when you first experienced it."

"And I haven't been a hatchling in a long time. It may not seem that way to you, but my elders were killed when I was very young. I had to learn quickly. I did the best I could. But it's no good trying to treat me like a child now. I'm much too independent and set in my ways for that," she said, trying to change the subject, deflect the emotions that were still simmering too near the surface.

"I suppose I shall have to clean up this mess," she sighed.

Sheess says nothing, having mistakenly said the wrong thing... it is difficult for him to be empathetic about things that he had never experienced.

he simply moves and goes to start picking up objects that had been scattered.

Sheessuroussen reaches out to Ryleh, setting a hand on her shoulder, "I cannot begin to explain the motives of those who would kill a child. I cannot know the pain that you are currently experiencing." The sea dragon's voice is deep with shaed sadness, "in my eyes this world is a child, I do not want to insult you or to belittle your pain, but by my standards nearly every being on this planet is a hatchling to be protected."

His hand squeezes gently, his monstrous strength is carefully restrained so as not to hurt Ryleh, "I truly am sorry for your loss, but please, The hatchling will be saved, and that is what matters now." his robe shimmers slightly as he uses a simple spell to remove the dust, blood, and tearstains from Ryleh's face.

Sheessuroussen wrote:

The oceanic tinted robe causes a slight scraping noise along the floor as the older gentleman with sun tanned skin raises a hand to knock upon the door that he has only gone through a handful of times.

The soft thump of his hand upon the stone barely makes enough noise to draw attention to his presence.

Even though outwardly he appears completely calm, he straightens his robes and his hand idly brushes his hair out of his eyes, waiting for the one behind the door to answer

The door swung open on its own as the house decided that this might constitute an emergency and overrode the security protocols.

Inside Ryleh's home, rather than the usual tidy appearance, the place was a disaster. The floor was covered with broken glass. At least a couple of mirrors, teacups, pieces of glass sculptures, all of it littered the floor of the large space. And in the center of the mess Ryleh had collapsed. There were tear tracks on her face and she was bleeding from several small cuts, though nothing life threatening. She didn't notice at first that she wasn't alone in the room anymore.

The first thing that he notes is the shattered glass, and that is all he needed to realize something was wrong, moving so quickly that his footsteps indented the floor behind him, he halts by Ryleh's side. After a moment he realizes that she is not in mortal danger, and his face's draconian visage slips slightly, as the corners of his mouth turn up in relief.

Speaking softly he tries to get her attention, "Rylehtin'akksavith, I am here, please tell me what has happened.

The oceanic tinted robe causes a slight scraping noise along the floor as the older gentleman with sun tanned skin raises a hand to knock upon the door that he has only gone through a handful of times.

The soft thump of his hand upon the stone barely makes enough noise to draw attention to his presence.

Even though outwardly he appears completely calm, he straightens his robes and his hand idly brushes his hair out of his eyes, waiting for the one behind the door to answer

....i feel so old now...

darn whippersnappers and your newfangled planets....

No need to be like that, but seeing as we are being blunt, here

and with respect Show me your PC sheet and ill tell you, until then he knows.

Oh so it's that way? You saying "I know" and that's final with another gmpc

Grammatin

For the second time how do You in character know what I am?

"Have a good day. Or, more likely, a better one."

Sheess turns away....

His slow walk away is much calmer... "good day headmaster "

"Now, is there anything else I could help you with?" He asks calmly, smiling a little. It is not a smug smile, or a condescending one..

"No, that is all."

Sheess bows

Sheessuroussen wrote:

Grammaton Cleric Royston wrote:

Royston look at the being, Dragon, so the talk was true, this when was the place outside the reach of His most divine majesty of the dragon empire, because inside the empire true, beings like this, if not enslaved, where plaice wall declarations nowadays. This then was the place he had been looking for, the home of the résistance.

what???? How'd the Guy see what I was?

Uh, True Sight, etc? Lots of ways to sense poly morphed beings not in their true form.

Uhhhh ..... I thought in this story.... the dragon's human form was as natural as the dragon form

Royston look at the being, Dragon, so the talk was true, this when was the place outside the reach of His most divine majesty of the dragon empire, because inside the empire true, beings like this, if not enslaved, where plaice wall declarations nowadays. This then was the place he had been looking for, the home of the résistance.

what???? How'd the Guy see what I was?

You get the feeling Ryo doesn't care.

"I will consider it after talking to Ms. Jones about this occurrence."

".....fine...." sheess says reluctantly

"Because that solves nothing." He replies calmly. "there is a Quasit here that us most helpful as well, should I send him away? The cambion? The multiple kinds of fey? Who gets to stay?"

You may have the feeling you just shoved your foot in your mouth....

"You send her away for three days..... then recall her after... so that you... stop endangering students..."

Sheessuroussen wrote:

Headmaster Ryo wrote:

"Do you know of her reason? Did any harm come to him? If you don't believe him safe here perhaps you should consider moving him elsewhere to learn."

"You would think a high seer would understand that one of her kind cannot help but charm those around her."

His eyes flash as the thunder booms

"Especially during this time of the month!"

" if she cannot help it, then you might as well get angry at me for breathing while I sleep. Calm your storm or return to the school to further discuss this when you can."

"And you allow her to wander unobserved... why do you not send her to a place where she will not harm anyone...." sheess glares...

The storm calms slightly.....

You know what I find amusing?

Torrential rain and now lightning and thunder, terrifying and potentially zapping innocent living things in the wild (or drowning, etc.) while the causer complains about dangers to his charge.

Heh. Hypocrisy in a fashion!

Just because poppa wolf could hurt you doesn't mean he gives a f*@&...

"Do you know of her reason? Did any harm come to him? If you don't believe him safe here perhaps you should consider moving him elsewhere to learn."

"You would think a high seer would understand that one of her kind cannot help but charm those around her."

His eyes flash as the thunder booms

"Especially during this time of the month!"

"She has caused no one any harm to date while she has been in my school."

She ensorceled my charge!" He snaps...

A cluster of lightning strikes blast through the clouds...

The sea dragon raises an eyebrow... "you let your seductive enchantress wander around unsupervised during the moon's fullest cycle?"

or is it new moon?

"Is there a problem with her employment here? She is an outstanding teacher."

you should probably empty the room before sheess opens his mouth

"I allow several 'creatures' to work here, you shall have to be more specific."

"The one called Ms. Jones"

"And you can do so with breaking down my office door."

It is quite.... difficult to restrain myself knowing you allow such a creature to teach here"

grammaton you can be offended if you choose

"Yes.. That is a likely scenario, Mr. Quilblood."

The Headmaster begins going into detail of how the school works, class schedules, rules, and the protective nature of the wards. He pauses when Shess cracks the frame of the door, then frowns as he gent urges to open the door.

"Sheessuroussen, kindly refrain from damaging the school."

sorry... I missed this.

"Headmaster... I must speak to you." His voice is quiet.

Shooting a glance at the psiweilder... he dismisses it as no threat

Walks to the headmaster's office, knocks, and waits patiently.

There's a man standing there if you'd like to start a conversation

A single knock upon the door causes it to tremble alarmingly, the stone on either side splinters slightly...

"It isn't other guys. Not even other girls, really. I only want to be with him, but.... he probably doesn't like me at all now, let alone like I like him... I ruined everything. He won't like me as a friend or more or even a roommate now. He said he didn't hate me, but I know he does..."

He tucks his head into his chest.

Blowing past the group is a blue robed man... he seems resolute

you should probably wait till the headmaster's free

Cat wouldn't register to him... and not waiting

Going once?
Going twice?

The blue garbed man strides quickly through the halls, heading to the headmaster... an aura of restrained anger surrounds him like a Riptide....

I don't believe anyone is foolish enough to interfere with him but lets see....

you saying your going to jump in front any way,

Im not trying to be funny but kind have been waiting 3 weeks RL for Roystone to see head master head maste a few days ago I was asked to do things V GM so as to show up just after hes done with Goblin Sliver Tongue

Kind of would like you to go after Royston if thats ok,

You can meet with him and I show up later

Headmaster Ryo wrote:

Okay. Will probably have to wait until after Advaren.

And Royston, hes been waiting outside the school with a little event so has to give time to rap up with Bomber

Ill get there pretty quickly