<font color='#ADA96E'>OOC: She did? Maybe I should pay a bit more attention... IC: <span style='color:#008080'>"Shai tyodhs sy kymsjyl yoj  veja vyj shaej yfm... Shai tyodhs sy fealp es uduemts ot... Rakuota yv shus, shai nots pea... Ump tovvaj vyj ull asajmesi feshem sha Sfetsemd Mashaj... Ut sha luts fujlykc ym Junush... E hajari kull sha Rojmemd Yma... Ump omlauth sha sepat yv pyyn... Ogym ull shyta... Fhy yggytat hen..."</span></font>
<font color='#000080'>Esper was confused. They sought to control our fire for their own... "Fhy et shai? Fhus Veja? Fhus azuksli py iyo fums?"</font>
<font color='#000080'>Mist watch Felgrin for a few seconds as he walked over to the desk. She then also went to stand beside Sirius. She looked at the teacher and the vice principle. <span style='color:3399ff'>“I have to agree. This is our problem as well. Our school. We’ll fight to protect it."</span>  She wasn’t one to walk away from a fight, or to let other fight for her. This was her school as well. She listen to Felgrin, she under stood Ramathian, but didn’t quiet understand what he was saying. Something about a ‘Burning One’.  She had no idea who that was…</font>
<font color='#736AFF'><font color=darkred>Kjetta turned to listen to the two students and smiled. Thank you for your offers although, I'm not quite sure what any of us can do... He said as Felgrin spoke in Ramathian and Esper answered.. Last warlock? The Burning One? Thys! Gebc Tubkibibo! Hi't e vluugo qeblukc! Esper?! I'm not sure that this is very safe.... he's a Warlock of Dark Sorcery..... And I think he's realeased a demon....That's not good.. Kjetta turned quickly to the two students who remained, wanting to help and spoke quietly. Guys, if this is what I think it is, you could get hurt. I don't want any student of mine to get hurt. You are welcome to stay but if this turns dangerous, I want you to find Ms Hart and the other teacher that came in here at once. Is that understood? He turned his head to continue to watch Felgrin, waiting and watching....</font></font>
<font color='#000080'>OOC: Taking the SAT with a headcold is not fun. IC: Nafel stood for a moment, trying to decide between staying and leaving. She wasn't one to fight, normally, but this looked like there might be something she could do about it. Her magic was strong, so that wasn't how she feared getting hurt, but she didn't think that there was anything she could do, either. She decided to stay. Grasping the black and amber stones on the leather about her neck, she concentrated, sending the message through them to Nurano to get the principal, or whoever else he could summon to help them. She knew he'd get the message, that was what the stones did. She spoke, "I'm staying as well. I don't beleive he can hurt me... at least, not badly. I've 'pathed Nurano to get any teacher that he can. I don't know if it'll help, but it's something, at least." She turned to the... thing (For she couldn't call it a Pendragon, even in her thoughts), listening to it. She understood most of what it said, but it confused her greatly. Flapping her wings slightly as she moved, she spoke. "Fhus py ia taac unymd ot? Fa huba my lyba yv panymt haja."</font>
<font color='#8D38C9'>Sirius nodded. "Thank you," she said, honestly surprised he was letting them stay. "I will do anything I can." She then turned, keeping an eye upon the trouble. Things could get strange soon, and she would have to be on her guard.</font>
<font color='#ADA96E'><span style='color:#008080'>"Sha veja ralymd sy ot... Es et yoj rejshjedhs. Japu duba es sy ot, ut my yshaj alanamst azetsap em yoj fyjlp. Ros yma pui, u nutteba penamteymul kjabutta ygamap, pabyojemd um amseja kesi ump khummalemd sha rluxemd amajdeat yv yoj fyjlp rukc sy Vjymenu."</span> Kjetta's desk suddenly was set on fire, and the flames took the shape of a creature of some sort. <span style='color:#008080'>"Uh, nutsaj, iyo huba kyna. E un tsell sy fauc sy rjemd iyo haja ghitekulli, ros us lauts iyo kum hujbats sha veja yv shata nyjsult."</span> The creature said something that sounded like "pyyn".</font>
<font color='#000080'><font color="blue">"... E tsell pym's ompajtsump..." Esper stepped back as the fire creature formed. "Fhy sha hall et shus?" He growled. He didn't like the way this was going. He raised his hands and muttered a few words in ramathian and first, a water appeared in the shape of a dolphin. Second, rocks appeared and took the form of a giant sand worm. "Veja... Es tsumpt my khumka uduemts fusaj ump aujsh alanamst! Ev shus veja kjausoja ussukct, Es fell ra azsemdoethap" There was still something bothering Esper. Felgrin... He is not Felgrin... He began mind speaking to felgrin. Not the Felgrin on the outside, but the one inside. "Felgrin... Felgrin can you hear me?"</font>
<font color='#000000'>OOC: I think I'm just gonna leave this thread. Let's just say K'uei left with the rest of the class. I have too many threads going right now. o_o</font>
<font color='#000080'>OOC: Being sick is the pits. Â IC: Nafel stared at the goings on about her, her mind racing to translate the Ramathian. She got the gist of the what was said, though not all of it. As she was not looking at the door, she didn't see the liquid-black form of Nurano slip in. He stood quietly by Nafel, his Spy training helping him remain silent. "What's going on?" he whispered to Nafel. She explained, and he took a moment to digest the new information. Stepping forward, he spoke in the few halting snatches of Ramathian that he knew. "Pyat Thupyf mys patsjyi Vluna?" He waited for a reply.</font>
<font color='#8D38C9'>Sirius just watched, trying not to listen to ramathian because she knew she knew none of it at all and it would only serve to confuse her. She was on her gaurd, ready for anything, contemplating moves she knew would change in case of an actual attack. But if he used fire, she might just have a way to block it.</font>
<font color='#000080'>Mist nodded to show that she understood what she was doing while staying here. It was her choice after all. She listen closely to the words he said and tried to put them all together to make some sense. She was having a hard time with it. She turned to look at Nurano, when he spoke. She had not noticed him come in. She turned back to face the problem that they had on their paws. She quietly call up a shield of magic to protect herself from any attack that might be aim at herself.</font>
<font color='#000080'>Nafel was becoming slightly tired from translating the Ramathian in her head as well. She knew that Nurano didn't know near as much as she did, so she figured that several people in their group were clueless to what was going on. She decided to fill them in. "You guys? So far he's said that he's a demon of flame, or something... Not sounding very sane. What should we do? We don't want him to attack, and we can't hurt a student."</font>
<font color='#736AFF'><font color=darkred>Kjetta was looking more worried now as he continued to listen to the student/creature's words. He could sense one of the students had placed a sheild of magic around themselves and he muttered a slightly stronger spell to create a bubble of protection round them all. Students, I'm afraid Nafel is right. Her Ramathian is correct. Before us seems to lie a deamon of the flames, intent of destroying us. To what purpose I have no clue but hear this, around you is a bubble of protection. This will protect you against most magic but... He paused as he casted a glance at the firery thing... But it might not be powerful enough. I think it is noble of you all to offer your services to both me and Mr Esper.. But I do not think you should remain here... It wouldn't be wise as a teacher to allow you to... Even though we could probably use a little backup....Has someone gone to get the Head? He said worriedly as he racked his brain of every spell he knew just in case....</font></font>
<font color='#ADA96E'>OCC: Sorry for my absence... IC:<span style='color:#008080'>{Hear you? Of course I hear you, moron! But I don't want to hear you. ... Oh, you're concerned about my health, right? Don't be concerened, because I gave myself willingly to them... I brought this curse UPON MYSELF!!!}</span> The creature laughed and turned his back towards the 'dragons. "Why bother harvesting these puny mortals? Their souls will burn in eternity anyways. Come, Warlock. Let's leave them alone... for now..." In the blink of an eye, they were both gone.</font>
<font color='#000080'><font color="blue">Esper laughed. Oh I see... Your a coward. Hiding behind them, too scared to face us yourself.</font></font>
<font color='#000080'>As he disappeared, Nafel blinked, shifting her weight. "He's... gone?" Going into a trance, she cast about for signs of magic. She found some, obviously, as most people in the room were mages, but she knew they were not the demon from a minute ago. He was gone.</font>
<font color='#810541'>Mist stared at the spot that the student/daemon used to be. She then started to look in many different directions, but could see or sense a thing. She looked back over at every one else. She dropped down her magic shield but left a little of it there. If someone could disappear that fast, they could also reappear. <span style='color:3399ff'>“So, are we going to continue class or go looking for this daemon thing that is now louse in the school."</span>  She knew it probably wasn’t time to be joking about starting up class again, but since no one was hurt or dead everything was okay.</font>
<font color='#8D38C9'>Sirius blinked with shock as he vanished. 'Heh,' she thought. 'Nothing's ever that easy...' But then, what if it was. Either way she was still tensed up and on her guard. "Well I have to say this has been my most interesting class ever," she said with a smile.</font>
<font color='#736AFF'><font color=darkred>Well that was strange...He said with a light hearted chuckle after the thing had disappeared. Turning to the remining students he smiled. Now that that's been dealt with, I'll give you a choice. You can either a: stay here and we do some more tasks, or b: be dismissed early and I give you some work to practise before the next lesson. What's your descision? He had an inkling of a feeling which one they'd choose and the smile was ever present on his face as he awaited an answer</font></font>
