roaming the halls

Shadowlack · Mar 2, 2003

<blockquote><center>In Character
Current Day: One
Current Quarter: Dyo
Current Year: Year Two

Controlled by Machina, the underground maze of tunnels that formed Janardan Academy were quite cool and refreshing. This was fortunate, for if it wasn't, the passageways would most undoubtedly be either hellfire hot in Tria, or unbearably cold during Mia. Though you couldn't see any sign of nature above the thick, stone slabs that formed walls, if you ventured above to the surface of Ramath-Lehi you would most certainly notice the season. It was Dyo, or spring in Earthen tongue. The snow was beginning to melt and those hibernating creatures snuck carefully from sleep. The year was most definately turning.

While the planet moved outside, the inhabitants inside the large school also showed signs of movement. Pendragons ranging from those of Nioti to even Kiom moseyed, walked, or ran energetically inside, carefully avoiding the others. Of course, accidents did happen. One particular male was not a student, but a teacher, roaming curiously through the halls. He was painted in red, black, white, and silver, with a calm red flame on the tip of his tail. Tall, imposing, and proud, his name was Kapitann Crochet, teacher of Geography. He was taking the time to get to know the Academy, free of classes at the moment.

Actually, he hadn't had one single lesson to date, and was looking forward to it. Well, truthfully, he was looking forward to tormenting the small children, or the teenaged ones, either way. Cocky, strict, and intelligent, he could either be your most respected teacher, or the most hated. The latter was usually the case, though there were those odd young ones that he took a liking to. One was very lucky if that was the case for them.

"Geography," he pondered out loud, passing his classroom - empty. "Perfect for me, though I wonder how many twits will actually learn anything...?"

Junsui · Apr 4, 2013

\\ OOC: D'you mind a bubbly lil' gal wand'ring by?

\\ IC

Anezka wanders through the halls, having gotten several tours from those she knew, as well as her own wanderings. Having signed up at the school, the young niotie had been looking over her class listings, and decided to find the classrooms.

First on her list was geography. Others included several fighting and defense classes, escape artistry, history, and aerobatics.

She heard a voice speaking aloud, but in her search she hadn't heard the exact words, and really only knew someone was around the corner.

Turning the corner of the well lit hallway, Anezka stops, and looks up at the adult standing there. Her dark brown wings are folded against her dusty colored hide, and really look like they are too big for her body. Someday, though, she'd grow into them.

Being incredibly personable, and sits and smiles, "Hello!" After a slight pause, she decides to explain herself, "I was looking for the geography room." She peers in, "This is it, right?"

Shadowlack · Mar 6, 2003

<blockquote><center>Out of Character
Nope, not at all, but don't expect Kap' to be quite as "bubbly". ^__~

In Character
After only some slight hesitation, Kapitann moseyed into the room, slipping easily through the rows of places where his students would sit. This was one easy task, for though his legs were rather thick-set, he had a slim body. This made him seem strong and bendable, specializing in endurance. That happened to be so. It was lucky for him, too: when sailing, it helped to be able to last long. Presently, the pirate meandered over to his front desk. Flipping through his papers, he suddenly noticed that a class wasn't until a couple of days later. This was a good thing, for he wasn't completely ready yet.

Having no particular intrest in studying the sheets for hours (that was for his students), he slipped out, giving a wide yawn. Kapitann had barely moved three steps, however, when a young pendragon had appeared beside him. With huge wings and a light-weight body, she gave the impression of being rather young. She might have been, too, though the elder male wasn't sure. The femme was the size of an adult pendragon, though size could always be deceiving in this world. So, the Navigator peered at her with a well-balanced mixture of distaste and curiousity.

"Geography? Yes, yes, this is it. Don't you have room numbers on that oh-so useful piece of paper of yours?" Crochet's personality wasn't all that likeable, if cocky ego wasn't your thing. "You must be attending that class, or else your just dreadfully and most annoyingly curious. I teach in that room. My name is Sir Crochet." He paused, enjoying the relish of the sophistacted name before inquiring, "Now, be so courteous as to tell me yours so we can both be ahead of the rest."

Junsui · Mar 6, 2003

\\ OOC: LOL, he an Aiolos gotta meet.. ^_~;; *giggles*

\\ IC

Anezka nods a bit, "Yes.. er.. sir," she adds as a hasty afterthought. "but even with the room number, I still don't know my way around. This place is rather big."

She sits straight, apparently trying to be a little more straight forward. He seemed on the strict side of the scale so she would do her best to act more adult-like. "My name's Anezka Ylinari, sir, and yes, I'm scheduled to take geography."

The young one smiles brightly - not antagonizingly; she wasn't intent on drawing the wrath of a furture teacher, she was being merely truthfull, "And most think of me as annoying, sir, so I'm not surprised at your thinking the same. Sir." The niotie fails to surpress a short giggle, but then, she was rarely in a bad mood.

Shadowlack · Mar 7, 2003

<blockquote><center>Out of Character
*reads profile* Mmm... now I can't wait! XD;; Yes, yes we most definately should. I love characters like that.

In Character
If he wasn't so proud, Kapitann would have rolled his eyes out of her apparent "incompetence". All of these rooms had numbers on them, surely she could just follow them? He wouldn't have the patience for someone who repeatedly asked questions in class, and though she seemed to be getting better quickly at understanding him. Well, granted, there wasn't much to understand, just the fact you should probably stay out of the way unless you wanted your ass burned off.

"Big, yes, but so is the world. If you can't find your way around a school, what makes you think you can last? Luckily, that's what I'm hear to teach: direction."

Sighing inwardly, Kapitann studied the female with upmost precision, his sharp eye not missing a thing. She seemed slightly intelligent, at least able to pick up the slightest thing. Much too perky for his liking, but still, he couldn't really complain. Not all his students were going to be quite serious enough. Still, he would much rather construct this female's, Anezka's, personality than force to her study maps, but that wasn't what he was paid to do.

"Ylinari, eh? Yes, I think I've seen your forboding name looming over my list... No matter. We will deal with our unfortanties like adults."

Shadowlack · Mar 7, 2003

<CENTER>

OOC: mind my joining?

IC:
Takron was ambling through the halls, familarizing himself with the big school. He had just arrived earlier this morning having accepted the post of guidance counselor, but he didnt officialy start work until tommorow morning. But it would be good to be able to find his way around at least moderately well by then. However, he was beginning to doubt the logic of familiarizing himself with the whole school by then. This place was enourmous!

Suddenly he heard voices around the next corridor. Studying the detailed mess he had been givin when he signed in this morning, that was the geography/history corridor. He heard a bright, bouncy, feminine young voice, then a deeper male voice. Presumably a teacher and student? He would go find out. Since leaving Spiral, his latest conquest, in Watani, a few days ago, he hadnt had much conversation. He didnt count the few words he had exchanged with the busy secretary in the Main Office.

So, turning down the hallway, he saw two forms near the other end. He ambled closer, his earrings glistening in the light streaming from the overhead lamp. "Hello," he introduced himself to the two, smiling pleasantly, "Permit me to introduce myself? I'm Takron, the new Guidance Counselor here".

Junsui · Mar 8, 2003

Anezka chuckles at the geography teacher, then as soon as she hears another voice, looks over her shoulder to see.

As another pendragon in spotted, she smiles brightly, and turns her position, so they now formed a triangle of sorts - she didn't want to have her back facing him.

"Hello! I'm Anezka Ylinari, a new student here." she glances at Crochet and decides on introducing him as well, hopefully, he wouldn't mind a young niotie doing such, "This is the most esteemed geography teacher, Sir Crochet."

Shadowlack · Mar 8, 2003

<CENTER>
Takron grinned at the niotie's rbight,l cheerful, energetic voice. "Pleased to meet you, Anezka," he said bowing deeply. "And you, Captain sir Crochet, sir." He had heard of the legendary pirate before, and knew his rank. However, he did wonder with a rather intense curiosity what the arrogant pirate was doing teachign geography here. But good manners forbade him to ask, at least at the beginning. And the Captain was someone you really didnt want to corss. Or at least that was what Takron had heard.

Shadowlack · Mar 9, 2003

<blockquote><center>In Character
One ear performed a sort of twirl as the newcomer stepped up, immediately introducing himself as a Guidance Conselor, by the name of Takron. He seemed sure of himself, which was something the pirate could grin at when studying one's personality. Yet, perhaps not enough so. He was also friendly, social, and out-going: something that might get you killed. Nevertheless, he seemed quite alive at the moment, and Kapitann could be almost sure that he had heard of that name before. Perhaps it was a word from another teacher? He couldn't recall it now, but it wasn't important.

He shot a look at the Niotie, though was halted by her comment. Anezka was courteous, yes, but did she think he couldn't introduce himself? Presently, he couldn't help a small smirk at the words spoken from Takron's mouth. Ah, so he was relatively intelligent, also. Perhaps he was slightly repetitive, but nevertheless... "We shall see, master Takron," he murmured, gazing levelly at the Arden. Though an adult, Crochet was still his elder, and thus regarded him as a young 'dragon.

A name... he needed a name. The question arose once more as he wondered who in Fronima this pendragon was. Sure of himself, yet smiling and cheerful. Maybe he used to be a student here, a student who had gained a reputation? Somehow, Kapitann thought so, and frowned inwardly as he continued to peer almost doubtfully at the other. "A last name, master Takron, do you carry one?" This was said with an underlying mockingness, though he was, in truth, simply curious.

Shadowlack · Mar 9, 2003

OOC: Hope you don't mind my joining ^_^ I need to introduce my new charrie.

IC:

Average-sized brute ambles through the halls, occasionally glancing at a his schedule. The only class he had in this hall was geography, but it was first on his schedule, so here he was. His other classes included fighting techniques, healing, and aerobatics.

Milal looked up, auds twitching. There were three people standing in front of the geography classroom. Two males and a female. One, the oldest, he assumed was the teacher. Perhaps the other two were students? One was older than himself, and another much younger.

Milal decided to approach the other three 'dragons. He walked forward and cleared his throat to alert them of his presence.
"Hello. I'm Milal," he said, smiling. "I'm taking the geography class..." he added, explaining why he was here.

Perhaps he could make a few friends and enlist in their help. Or just ask around to see if anyone had seen his sister. He sighed inwardly. It was likely to take a while to find his sister. He had know idea where she could be, and the world was a big place. But he had promised, and he would find Adathiel as soon as he could.

Shadowlack · Mar 11, 2003

<CENTER>
Takron looked at Anezka and then the Captain, but, seeing as how they didnt seem inclined to reply right away, he introduced himself. Â "Hello Milal," he said friendlily. Â "I'm Takron Kuulkes, I'm the new Guidance counselor here, although I don't officially start until tommorrow." Takron smiled pleasantly. Then, with a nod at the other two as well, he said cheerfully "Well, I guess I'll be on my way again. I'm trying to get a sense of the layout here before I start my job, but I'm starting to be incredulous of that possibility. However, I think Ill go on a little bit before I give up just yet." So saying, he smiled at them again and then strode off, map still held delicately between two claws.

At the end of the hallway, however, something made him turn back... there was something oddly familiar about Milal... although Takron didnt think he had seen him before. No, Milal was definitely a stranger... that was it! Milal bore a fairly strong resemblance to Adathiel, a tiny brightly-colored pendragon Takron had just bumped into near his home in Watani a few days before his departure.
Smiling at how small the world was, Takron shook his head and turned back, lifting his paw to continue on and around the corner into the next hallway.

Shadowlack · Mar 11, 2003

<blockqutoe>Out of Character
Really sorry for the shortness, but my friend's peering over my shoulder and I feel pressured to... do... something! =D

In Character
Takron Kuulkes. Ah, so it was the pendragon he had heard of! When in need of a converstion, the older teachers would sit and laugh about the mischeif he had caused. Strange, to see the talked-about boy matured into a calm, friendly adult. Perhaps he had made a mistake, but no, Kapitann prided himself on having a very good memory. He was sure that they had mentioned the name Takron Kuulkes. Perhaps he would have left aswell, if there hadn't been another approaching, introducing himself as Milal.

"Sir Kapitann Crochet," he said gruffly, peering down his nose at the other. "Geography teacher. Our class, I believe, begins..." A bell suddenly rang, and the scurrying of paws on cement noticeably increased. "...Right now."

And so, Kap' wandered into his classroom.

Shadowlack · Mar 11, 2003

Milal nodded a greeting to Takron just before he left, and then to Sir Crochet, a second before the bell rang, startling him. The grey blue pendragon entered the room in his teacher's wake. He took a seat on the side and got out a textbook on geography.
As he waited for the captain to start the class, his thoughts turned to his lost sister. He wasn't even completely sure she was alive. Milal shook his head slightly. Such thoughts would not help him in the least. If only he had some clue as to where she could be found...
He'd start asking around soon. Somebody was bound to see her, with that brightly colored coat she had. Of course, she wasn't a social type either, and was more likely to hide from people, than stay and talk, especially to males. Milal sighed quietly, thoughts churning.

Junsui · Apr 4, 2013

Anezka nods to Milal as he introduces himself, and to Takron as he leaves. She opens her mouth to speak, but as the bell rings, she scurries inside the room behind Milal, and their teacher.

\\ OOC: Durr. So short.

Shadowlack · Mar 12, 2003

In Character
A dozen or so students, ages ranging from 5 00 to 2 000, entered the medium-sized but obviously able classroom. The pompous captain and, now, teacher, didn't bother waiting more than a minute for others to arrive. Glancing over the crowd of students, he began shifting through his papers. Over the year they'd study the physical environement, population, resource management, and blah blah blah. Truthfully, he doubted that many would be rivited to his lectures, though perhaps some would use them.

Glancing around the class, he decided that this would be enough time for the students to arrive. Mumbling something about making sure to pay attention, he offered a grin - sarcastic to the core.

Alright, sailors. A strange way to greet a class, but he was accustomed to it. Can anyone tell me anything about the world we live in? I'd like to see how much you all know. He added the last statement as an afterthought, as if explaining. Population facts, the planet dimensions, the names of places... any little worthless tidbits you might be aware of.

Junsui · Mar 12, 2003

Anezka grins widely - she knew names of places! That was.. all.. she knew.. but it was a start, wasn't it?

The child opens her mouth to blurt out her knowledge, but promptly shuts it. She remembered Sir Crochet didn't seem the type to appreciate brashness.

So, the mouse-brown 'dragon raises her paw, her wide-open, inquizitive, and decidedly mismatched eyes trying to find contact with Kapitann's own.

Shadowlack · Apr 4, 2013

Milal knew some knowledge of the geography of Ramath-Lehi, but he kept his paw in his lap. At 20 00 years of age, he'd lost some of his eagerness to show off what he knew. He was just here to learn, though he'd participate later in the class, perhaps.
So his blue orbs watched Sir Crochet, and caught Anezka's paw go up in the air.

{OOC: Sorry for the short, crappy post. There wasn't much to post about... ;}

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