RP --> First Term: "Aura Academy - a Legend Begins"

[Umaro Feralheart]

"Yeh suppoose right, ser. You'll 'ave no trrouble frum meh." Conor said with a smile to Carlisle. As the door opened to reveal the massive building Conor's eyes widened in awe.
"Weh-heh-heeeell! Woul'ja lookeh thess, Conreh! Thess be our new hoome!" Conor said with a wide grin on his face, looking down at Conri, petting him. He then turned to Carlisle.
"Well, ser. I'm pretteh tired'n I woould like'ta tern-in. Thanks a bunch" With that, Conor took off running up the stairs to find a room on the top floor, he had an image in his mind of looking out over a balcony and overlooking the city, much like he did aboard his uncle's ship.
I hoope these rooms 'ave balconehs Conor hoped.
He ran by a girl standing around, scar on her face, dressed a bit fancy.
"'Ello there, lass! Name's Conor, can't talk, gotta goo, see ya 'round!" he yelled out as he ran by, smiling at her. Despite his rough look, all the numerous tattoos and scars, his smile was always enough to let people know he was a kind person.
Conor reached the third floor, noticing that was the top he ran to a room marked 313 and stopped. He knocked numerous times before waiting to enter. Upon entrance he found an empty room and slammed the door shut behind him. Throwing himself on the bed he sighed the biggest sigh of comfort and relief he had in a long time. A comfy bed was something he had not felt for quite some time.  

[Kuyote the Fool]

Sylvir's eyes opened from his meditation to reveal Alu still apparently in deep trance. He rose to his feet, shaking off most of the frost that had gathered over his body. He figured he would stay fairly close to meet Alu until he finishes his meditation, so Sylvir walked into the training room to distract himself with some of the weights they had. He gathered weights onto a thick bar, equaling 200lbs, picking them up and lifting them over his head, repeating the motions. After a few reps he spotted the student run by followed by a dog, they passed a girl who seemed somewhat lost and out of place. Sylvir dropped the weights onto the stone floor and approached the girl. Standing almost a foot taller than her, he figured not to attempt to greet himself with humor and make another height joke..He wasn't sure how this one would react. "Hail!" he announced with an extended hand and a slight smile on his face. "My name is Sylvir Fenrir of Steinise, knight of the Hand of Angellus."  

[Mercedes Raven Angelous]

. : Feoryie Lyndelle Crestwynd : .

Feoryie sighed and decided that there would be nothing better than fresh air at the particular moment, and shifted her destination to the front doors of the school. If she could, she would wander the exterior of the school for hours, possibly longer depending on how clear the sky was.

It didn't take her more than a moment to separate herself from the throng of students and find herself standing before the large entrance to the school, and she gently pushed through the door into cool night air. She took a deep breath with her eyes closed for a moment and a small smile crossed her lips. 'This is almost perfect.' she thought to herself as she ventured forward a couple of steps, not noticing anyone around.  

[Jin RedSaint]

With the sound of the doors opening, the duelist was hovered his palm above the handle of his rapier. Gales stood from his seat on a bench further down the path before the steps, his eyes narrowed.
I refuse to let anoyone get by my watch, for head master Le'minz's sake! He thought and took cautious stride forward, ready to swiftly draw his gallant weapon. When he looked in the directions he heard other foot steps and a voice, he saw a young woman. Now he wasn't sure to treat her as a lost student or a threat to Aura, with Omega around you couldn't trust your own eyes some times.

Meyer silently hastened his footing until he was but five feet away from the youthful beauty.
"Excuse me Miss, you seem lost." The slightly older man asked in his kindest tone, his ivory hair shimmered in the moon light. Meyer had tried his hardest to keep his gentle nature even when encountering foes, this unidentified woman was no exception.

 

[Mercedes Raven Angelous]

. : Feoryie Lyndelle Crestwynd : .

Feoryie turned to look at the man that spoke, and as she recognized him as one of the professors, she smiled warmly at him and slightly bowed her head. She looked back up at him with her bright silver eyes and made eye contact with him, the moonlight reflecting and highlighting the burgundy streaks in her hair, even though it was still pulled back into a tight bun.

"Actually, I'm just a tad restless and was hoping to get some fresh air, possibly enjoy a walk around the grounds to truly take in the beauty of this school." she said in a quiet voice, though clear and easily understood, especially in the quiet of the night.  

[Blitzbitz]

Aiden had long since finished the bottle of rum by herself. The sad thing was, she couldn't hold her own when she was intoxicated. She fumbled down the hallways and giggled every now and then.

That was when she heard that familier voice . "OOoo It's Mr. Shiney Knight!" she shouted. She snorted a bit as she stumbled over toward the tall figure. "Hey! Hey! Hey!" she leaned against him and smirked. "There you are! You know what I have some choice words for you!" She jabbed a finger at him, but then her attention was brought to the girl.

"Oh...Hey there. Welcome to the school. This here is my buddy. Mr. Shiney Knight." She giggled. "And I'm Aiden Daray. How are you today?" she smiled.  

[Ebilest Hamster]

A soft voice murmured at Aiden's shoulder. "Ah, child...what have you seen to make you desire this oblivion?" The headmaster's gentle eyes looked down at her, and he ran his long fingers through his ragged gray-blond hair. He nodded at Sylvir, and wrapped one long arm around Aiden's shoulders.

"I think you should come with me, child - we need to get you to bed." He took the rum bottle from her hand and looked at it - empty. "I think Professor Vindicta will have something to make you feel a bit better." He put a little gentle pressure on her shoulder to urge her down the hallway.

 

[Kuyote the Fool]

Before Sylvir could respond to Aiden's interruption Le'Minz appeared and began to take her. "A wise decision, sir." he said with a nod back to Le'Minz. "I only hope some kindness can reach her." he said, beginning to feel a bit of compassion for the girl. He then began to wonder if that was possible or if she was too far gone, a lost cause. He interrupted his thoughts to turn back and speak to the well-dressed girl he had introduced himself to. "I apologize." he paused to nod to her, "As I said, my name is Sylvir Fenrir. May I ask yours?"  

[Blitzbitz]

Aiden frowned at the headmaster, but was smart enough to recognize who he was. "Hmm," Aiden pouted, "Ya know...I was having a very important converstation." She put her hand on her hip, but leaned against the headmaster. She hicuped a bit as she rubbed her head. "I was only going to apologize...thats all...." She bit her lip a bit then and tried to hold back messy tears. "I dunno why I want to....but I do...."

Aiden started to sob at that, but shook her head. "Ah, What the heck am I crying for! He was a jerk. A true shiney knight." she sniffled. "But oh well....I don't care...I don't need anyone but myself...." she shrugged. She was obviously a mess when drunken. Letting her sweet side take over. Sad thing was she would never remember all of this.  

[Gary Glampire]

Alu:

Lost in the depths of the spirit world, visions came to Alu. Brilliant and crisp, yet at the same time muddied and unclear, Alu's consciousness swam through the ocean of visions, the wispy, white tendrils of the chaku caressing his skin passively. There was no feeling to their caress, no sense of joy, love, tantalization, only the feel of being. Alu lost himself to the feel of the spirits and floated among them, a part of their world for the time being.

The tranquility of the chaku left him at ease, his breath slow and very steady. It came deep, quiet, and to anyone who watched he would appear to be comatose, his eyes half-opened and completely blind to the material world. Visions of the chaku were all he saw, all he heard, all he felt. He sifted through them, tried to find what Katwachaku wished him to know.

Alu's head jerked back, jaw clenched and blank eyes open wide. His breath was no longer rhythmic and at peace, but sharp and violent and his body trembled. He clenched the grass around him tightly and fell into a seizure. With each new flood of this vision, his physical body jerked and locked, and his spirit was drenched in despair and anguish. In one last violent rush, Alu screamed his terror and agony. He stiffened, the entirety of his body locking itself completely, and quick as it began it faded.

He lay in the grass of the courtyard, his breath coming in sharp gasps, fingers dug deep into the soil. Eyes closed, Alu tried to calm himself, forced deeper breaths into his lungs to slow his racing heart. Never had the spirits shown him such horror. The face of doom itself... Alu took one last deep breath and fell to heavy exhaustion. The darkness of unwilling sleep overwhelmed him.  

[ScottieBears MiaKitty]

Eyes as wide as saucers, Gian blinked several times at the man who ran past her fast enough that the wind from his passage moved her skirts. He was the first person to say anything to her... he seemed friendly enough. Unfortunately, he was gone before she could even say hi, much less introduce herself.
'Conor... hm... I'll have to remember that name... I've never been good with names... Drat...'

Another voice turned her head. Apparently he'd already said something, but she'd missed it.

"Hi... I'm Gianette... Gian." She was very specific with the accent when she pronounced her name. Nothing annoyed her more than being called Jeanette. "I'm sorry... sometimes I get lost in my own thoughts... Sylvir, you said? Thats... an interesting name... does it mean anything..."

 

[Mercedes Raven Angelous]

((I'm posting this here because everyone is likely to see it - I am going to be gone this weekend, and will be back sometime either Sunday night or Monday morning. I'm going away to Avalon, my LARP, so I'll be unreachable. I apologize for the sudden notice as I kinda forgot about it... sweatdrop ))  

[Kuyote the Fool]

(OOC: Have fun at your LARP, Raven ^_^)
Le'Minz had taken Aiden a little ways away, too far for Sylvir to pay much attention to. He did notice that she seemed a bit saddened by something. Perhaps I should try talking with her peacefully tomorrow. he thought before returning words with Gian. "Ah, Gian. A pleasure to meet you. Yes, my name is Sylvir. It is the Isslekt way to spell the common language silver, used to describe my silver hair, gray eyes and the fact that I was born on a bright silvery full moon night. To my people silver is the color of valor and protection, my paren--" his words were cut short as he heard Alu's frantic breathing and slightly noticed the wild movements of his friend. His eyes widened in concern, "Excuse me, Gian" he turned and ran toward Alu. His heavy, booted footsteps thundering his path, "Sir Le'Minz! Something is wrong with Alu!" he yelled as he ran toward the motionless body. Checking Alu's vitals Sylvir was calmed by noticing he still had a pulse. Immediately thinking Serenus would be the best person to consult, Sylvir unstrapped his shield and set it down. The shield was made to cover Sylvir's body, so it was quite large, a good size to carry Alu in as a make-shift stretcher. He gently picked Alu up and set him on the shield, picked the shield up and began to walk into the Academy. "Miss Vindicta! Miss Vindicta!" he let out a mighty yell that echoed the halls.  

[ScottieBears MiaKitty]

Gian sighed as Sylvir took off as fast as Conor had. So that was to be the way of it, then. She would be kindly acknowledged, and then left in a trail of dust a moment later.
Immediately, she felt sorry for how selfish she was. It wasn't as though Sylvir had been distracted by another, prettier girl, as was the usual case when it came to her associations with men. His friend had been in trouble.
'And at least it's more attention than I got before... and at least the attention I get here is kind... not like before...' She shuddered, and then shook her head to get the memories to leave her alone.
'I am not there with my father anymore. I am here... whatever this place will become to me, it will certainly be better than what it was like with him.'
She began walking down the hall again, this time trying to keep how alone she felt off of her face.

 

[BooBooBoota]

The butterfly counts not months but moments,

After directing Conor back into the building, and watching Aiden lumber off after him, Carlisle turned in as well. He stepped into the Academy, making his way for the main hallway. He took upon notice a young woman strolling down the hallway, seeming quite to herself, watching her feet as she walked. One of the students here, most likely. "Excuse me, Miss...Do you need help with something?" He politely offered. She seemed, if anything, in need of a friend. Carlisle could see it on her face. She had said her name was Gian, to Sylvir before Carlisle had come along.

and has time enough.