<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>Just to clarify "talking" in bold if you wish thinking telepathy <span style='color:red'>magic</span> character : Anja Current clothing : A black shirt saying "toady I am wearing mainly black" and an old pair of dark shorts Timestamp (im no good at these so sorry if i mess up) : 81378... tell me if its obviously wrong :lol: </td></tr></table> Anja sat at the window in his silen dormontary room, his school sactual as always whithin reach. He had a small sketchbook on the windowsill and was attempting to draw the bad weather outside. He was doing quite a good job actually. man... I cant beleve how bored I am. I have no lessons till tomorrow and nothing to do... He sat, trying to think of something fun he could do, still drawing on his pad although he obviously wasnt even trying to maintain the picture anymore.
Nyym walked down the halls of her new school. She looked around at the rooms, searching for hers. Pen dragons looked at her, assuming she was some freak. They didn't understand her. He long fins touched the ground, almost. Her smooth green skin shined. She repeated the number of her dorm in her head; 3546, 3546, 3546...there it is.... She knocked on the door, Hello, my name is Nyym, I believe I am your new roomie she said in thought speak.
...did I someone think that? or did they say it and i wasnt paying attention... Anja asked himself, confused. "er, come in then Nyym" he said as he attempted to finish of his picture.
Nyym walked into the room. It was nice inside. She looked at her new roomie, an artistic type. She hoped he wouldn't think of her as a freak like the others.
Anja didnt turn round "Dont worry, I'll just be a minate. Doing a quick sketch. Dump yer stuff on any of the beds and the kitchens through there" he said makeing clumbsy directions whith his hands.
She smiled and walked over to the closest bed. She placed her bag underneith and began pulling out some clothes, placing them in the dresser next to her.
Anja turned round, paused and stared at the strange looking girl. "I thought mer-dragons couldnt leave the water, how come you can?" he inquired while sketching something in his notepad.
"Cool" said Anja, still sketching "so, do all you have lungs or is it just a few? oh, no machina-powered devices will work here by the way, we only have electricity in this room"
She smiled. That will be no problem, I power things with my mind she said telepathicly. She said down on her bed. "And I have only one set of lungs, however 2 sets of gills" she said pointing to her stomach and her neck.
"Ok, thats cool." Suddenly there was a strange noise from inside the air vents "oh, dont worry bout that, they are fixing the system right now." Said Anja calmly, finishing his drawing "done!" he said whith a smile. He showed Nyym the picture, it was an amazeingly good drawing of Nyym. "I have a habbit of interesting people and places" -------In the air vents------ Gawwd... who would have thought finding your way around a school could be so hard? I mean, I have infiltrated top secret bases for gods sake, WHY must they build this place so damn confuseing??? The midnight-black figure peeked into the nearest grid.Lucky me!!
She smiled at the nicely done drawing. "It's beautiful". Nyym's ears perked up. She listened with her mind. "Someone is in the vents..."
Anja reached for his rucksack. At that moment the grid on the wall fell of and a girl elegently fell out. "hey, Nyym!" She said "remember me? I helpes save you from that guy in that boat. well, now im lost in this school and need to get out whithout the teachers seeing me..."
Nyym smiled. "You helped me, and I will help you". She walked up to the girl. Nyym put her hand on the girls head. Withen seconds she was outside the school. "There" Nyym said teleporting back to her dorm.
"Er... Nyym..." sulphea said as she was about to teleport back "I was in possesion of an item that is protected from teleportation and other magical effects. Im afraid that wont work. Also it would be kind hard for you to go and get it for me as all the schools staff are searching for it..."
Nyym looked at Sulphea blankly and brought her back to the room. "Yes, that...Corbec told me what it was...the day you stole it" she said. "The staff may be searching for it, but we can always find Corbec to help us" she said.
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td> Sulphea <span style='color:purple'>Anja</span></td></tr></table> "But doesnt he work here? I dont think he'd be verry happy helping me..." Sulphea said whith a look of doubt. <span style='color:purple'>Huh? This girl... looks 19, and her voice... and those two stripes on her back... and stealing magic from schools :( this could be bad... </span>
She smiled. "He watched you steal it, of corse he would help, besides...he's my friend" she said smiling. She listened to Anja's thoughts.
"Thats great!" Anja started searching through his notepads. Sulphea heard the noise and turned round "Oh! I didn't notice you were here! My names Sulphea Monarchside... and dont make any jokes!!" Anja froze on the spot <span style='color:purple'>"nooo...."</span> he groaned <span style='color:purple'>"whyyyyy must you turn up here..."</span> Sulphea looked him over and her face suddenly brightend "Anja! Fancey meeting you here! You will help me get out of here, wont you? You still owe me a favor for when I saved you from that rampageing deamon" she said whith a look of superiority on her face. <span style='color:purple'>"But that was thousands of years ago! And anyway, you didnt save me, I remember! Theres no way anyone could have"</span> It seemed as if this was one of those arguments that could go on for ever.
Nyym just looked around a bit in the room whall they argued. She smiled and then whistled a real pretty sound. It sounded like the ocean. A few minutes later there was a knock on the door. "Yes Nyym, why do you need my assistance?" came a gruss voice, wartorn like always. Corbec walked in the room and smiled.
