<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>Dyo (Spring) 81375 day 1 Who:Cusqu Telbajvaushaj(Random NPC)</td></tr></table> Cusqu was standing upon a rock. There was a 'dragon she was going to teach today. Hardly anyone got a class with her, she was quite dangerous. she had killed students before in her windy tests. Giving them a flying course, mixed with her aerokinesis. She looked up, her beuatiful golden pelt shone when the light hit her. Her large glossy black wings looked like two huge ravens. Her long spiked and bladed tail lashed. She had multiple tattoos on her arms, legs and face, whereas she only wore a t-shirt and a pair of shorts. There were feather tattoos, knife, bird, bug, wing, and even eye tattos scattered on her. The silver stipes ran down her belly and back. Her black and silver hair reached her waist. Her lovely silver-blue eyes scanned the sky. In this time she was the best flier of her age, she had broken away from the acadamy and only the most daring 'dragons came to get taught. Some called her evil, some said just misunderstood. Some said you had to live if you wanted to know. "<span style='color:red'>When is my student going to get here. Is he saying his final goodbyes?</span>" she said with an evil chuckle. She simply launched herself into the air with ease. There, in the sky she was, flapping her wings with ease, looking around for the one that was to be her final student before she retired from teaching flight. She would still help them though. She was acually somewhat sad this was going to be her last student. She enjoyed the pain on the students faces after they were done. So far, only two had managed to live out of the hundreds who had dared.
<span style='color:green'>Hishema was terrified of coming to this place. She had been told she was the best by her mother, but that only lessened her fear. Hishema had choosen to where a blue t-shirt and blue jeans today, much different than her normal green skirt and blouse she normally wore. She stepped onto the ground near the training area as she noticed her teacher fly into the air, "Wow." Her wings were so huge she wondered if it was even possible to fly with them. Her wingspand was twice her height, and when held straigh out, some of the larger feathers reached her waist. "H-h-hello!?" She called up, her studder quickly restricting her voice. "Hally!?" She yelled in Ramathian, she found it easier to talk in Ramathian.</span>
Looking down she smiled. She landed heavily onto the ground. When she looked at the girl, she was much...younger than she hoped. "<span style='color:red'>Hally, ni muna et Cusqu Telbajvaushaj</span>" she replied, noticing the girl was wanting to speak in Ramathian. Ramathian felt funny on her tounge, but she could speakit nonetheless. She was also surprised her student was female. The only ones that ever succeded were female. It was usually a male thrill-seeker. "<span style='color:red'>E un hygemd iyo fym's nett iyoj gujamst. Es sucat nymsht, tynasenat iaujt sy vemeth ni sjuememd</span>" she said sternly, hoping the thill would drop out. she didn't want to kill her, but it sometimes just happens.
<span style='color:green'>Hishema was frightened but determined, "E'n gjagujap vyj es. E'ba raam azajketemd ni femd notklat. E kyolpm's abam hylp shan og leca shet u vaf iaujt udy." She bowed her head, "Glauta saukh na."</span>
She nodded. This girl was going to be challenge. "<span style='color:red'>Fa fell ra tgampemd yoj sena gjuksekemd ym sha etlump. Shet ull em klopapt, homsemd vjyn sha tci, tfyygemd sy gekc og iyoj sujdas, tgiemd, ump tyna yshaj satst E kyyc og fhela iyo tlaag.</span>" she said with a smile. She pointed over to a camp "<span style='color:red'>Shus et fhaja fa tlaag. Iyo nots tas og iyoj yfm sams otemd sha labat yvv sha sjaa sygt. shus et iyoj vejts sats. Es fym's ra auti.</span>" she said with an evil smirk. She reopend her wings, and as she gained hight she also sprayed the girl with wind.
<span style='color:green'>Hishema screamed and almost fell over. She turned to her teacher and pushed the air back with equal force, to cancel the 'attack'. "Hyf pyat gothemd na ybaj halg na laujm sy vli?" Hishema walked to a tree, and looked up, "Ev iyo tsyg sjiemd sy rlyf na ybaj, nuira E kum klenr shet sjaa."</span>
She sighed, clearly annoyed "<span style='color:red'>Iyo kuna feshyos cmyflupda yv femp? Vyyleth, femp et fhus kymsjylt vledhs, ty das otap sy es. Ump umyshaj shemd, fhus gujs yv vli py iyo mys ompajtsump, shet et u vliemd klutt, mys u klenremd klutt.</span>"she hissed at her student. She decided to give an example, by flying to the tree top and pulling out the largest leaf. She took it over to the frame of sticks she had made(Hishema has one too) she grabbed the tree wax from the cup next to the frame and smeared it on the frame, then attatching the leaf.
<span style='color:green'>Hishema sighed, raising her large wings. She tried flapping them, but due to their sheer weight she couldn't do it fast enough to get airborn, so instead she tried jumping at the same time as flapping. Success! She just launched into the air up to the top of the tree. Normally she would've been scared, but for some reason she felt safe. She began grabbing the leaves until she felt she had enough. 'Now to get down' She thought. She jumped off the tree and used her wings to glide to the ground. Her landing was a little shaky but she managed to control herself in the air perfectly. "Yh, E vyjdys sy sall iyo, E huba gjassi dyyp tcell em alanamsul cematet. E fut sjuemap vjyn ravyja E kyolp fulc ump un woesa dyyp us es, patgesa ni uda."</span>
Putting the last of her leaves on she then said in response. "<span style='color:red'>Sha das kymmaksap. Us sha jusa iyo py shemdt u femdap tmuel kyolp yos vli iyo. Iyo maap sy gjukseka nyja. Ump, fham iyo vemeth fesh sha laubat iyo maap sy vemp vjoes ump yshaj shemdt sha pakyjusa fesh, ump caag u vyyp tsyja, E fell mys las iyo dy taujkhemd azkags vyj sha senat E las iyo. Ty vemp iyoj vyyp vejts.</span>" she wasn't in the mood to take time. She flew to a spot to watch the camp. Hardly nothing could see it from the air, and with the leaves it would look like nothing from the ground. The food might cause problems though.
<span style='color:green'>Hishema bowed again, "E'n tyjji, shai uja baji haubi ump hujp sy levs, leca E tuep, E kyolpm's abaj hylp shan og u iauj udy." She began contructing her tent, "Ros E fell tokkaap! E fell nucaiyo gjyop." Although she was kind of mean, Hishema already had a great deal of respect for her teacher. She finished the tent and dug a hole in the tent, covering the ground in it with a cloth she had brought, 'That sould make a good food store, deep in the ground to keep the food cold, and protected from the bugs.' She quickly ran off to find food, she wanted to make sure she had enough for a couple weeks.</span>
She gathered food about an hour before the girl came. She landed like a wolf onto a rock. She looked around and then said to the girl<span style='color:red'>{Deba u tkjaun, yj u vluja ev iyo uja ussukcap}</span>She crouched and swiped a bug, taking a large bite. And she pantomimed what it tasted like. It was nasty to her, but it was food.
<span style='color:green'>Hishema turned to her teacher and held out her hand, palm open facing up. In a single thought a huge fireball erupted from her palm. She smiled saying, "Shumciyo vyj fyjji, E'll ra toja sy nuca u jaulli red vejarull vyj iyo sy taa." She ran off searching every tree for things that were eatible. Unlike most of the people she knew Hishema liked to eat very odd things. After gathering enough food, which took her an hour to do. She headed back. Almost immediately after turning around a wolf-like creature jumped out from the trees and landed in front of her, looking to steal her food, or her body for food. She quickly dropped the food, but as the creature jumped for it she summoned a huge gust of wind blowing the creature high into the ari in the direction of the camp. She quickly gave it a small push to the side to make sure it missed the camp. Satisfied, she grabbed her food and walked back to the camp, putting it all in her storage. As for the food she grabbed she had various nuts, fruit, and some roots she knew were edible. "Saukhaj, pep iyo taa u fylv dy ri haja?"</span>
<span style='color:red'>E haujp tynashemd fengaj</span>" she said. She motiond for Hishema to put the food away. She raised herself to stand. She laied some stuff down. They were books. Each was different, all bound with yarns of all colors, with scales from various cretures. She motiond for the girl to read them when she wanted. She got up and walked into her tent. There were multiple things in there. She stroked a fur that she had brought as a bed as she sat on it.
<span style='color:green'>Hishema grabbed one of the books, 'How to use your wings'. She opened it and began reading. There were some special streches and exercises that strengthened the muscles in it so she quickly got to work do them. They took her 15 minutes to do, so satisfied she sat on the ground and decided to practice some elemental kinesis. Holding her palm out she moved a rock so if floated above her hand. Then she took some of the moisture from the ground and surrounded the rock with a bubble of water. Following that, she conjured from flame to surrounded the water. Then to finish it off she summoned a great wind to blow the flaming watery rock far off into the ocean. Smiling, she entered her tent, lay out her fur bed and fell asleep quickly.</span>
She soon fell asleep. The next morning, she was up the second the sun was. "<span style='color:red'>Og, og, fa pym's fums sy nett sha rats vliemd sena!</span>" she yelled. She always used the mornings to practice her wing streaches. It looked more like yoga on the other hand. The first streach she did was where she sat on her head, and flapped her wings without falling over. Her favorite because it was her hardest to attempt.
<span style='color:green'>Hishema woke and walked out of her tent. She started the exercises the book had told her yesterday. "Saukhaj, fhi py iyo suoms na. E huba sylp iyo E kum's vli, shus't fhi E'n haja. E kum rujali vlug ni femdt ump ias iyo uja sallemd E'n dyemd sy nett sha rats vliemd sena."</span>
She gave a sigh. "<span style='color:red'>Khelp, azajkekat, gjukseka, es't mys suomsemd, ev iyo sji shan iyo fell das rassaj, shust fhi E tuep shet nedhs suca u iauj.</span>" She rolled oto her back slowly, and then sat up. The girl was trying her patience too hard. She picked up a few sticks and then said "<span style='color:red'>Nucemd u veja et leca vledhs. Es sucat sena sy laujm sy py, es sucat sena sy nuca.</span>"
<span style='color:green'>Hishema perked an eyebrow, looked at the sticks, and gave a thought. The ends of the sticks burst into flame, "Uljedhs, E'll sji..." She started flapping her wings, as fast as she could. It wasn't enough to get her airborne, so she decided to use her kinesis to push her wings. She managed to get them to flap fast enough to get her a few centimetres off the ground before she was too tired to continue. She collapsed on the ground, breathing very quickly.</span>
She felt sorry for the girl. She walked over a streatched the girl's wing out. The wing was in fine shape, it was the base mucsles. She rotated the wings in the sockets in a way it didn't hurt. "<span style='color:red'>Iyoj femdt uja leca nema fham E fut iyomd</span>" she muttered. She thought for a second "<span style='color:red'>Hyf dyyp us kymqojemd femp uja iyo?</span>"She asked with much curiosity.
<span style='color:green'>Hishema looked at a tree, and concetrated. A huge wind came and uprooted the tree, knocking on onto the ground, "Vyj ni uda E un rassaj shum nyts gaygla 10 iaujt ylpaj shum na. Ni amseja leva hut raam gjuksekemd, E shemc iyo uja sha shejp tsjumdaj vyj na sy abaji naas. Ull E fyolp py et gjukseka eme ni rukciujp, pui uvsaj pui." She looked confused, "Fhi py iyo maap sy cmyf hyf dyyp E un?"</span>
