Post by L.A.C.R.I.M.O.S.A on May 6, 2007 9:47:46 GMT -5
Antero nodded slightly as the boy spoke, scribbling down a few notes on the parchment with a quill pen all the while. "Very well," came his gruff voice as Haru finished up, "here is your assigned schedule. Keep it handy at all times."
With a loud POP!, the parchment disappeared into thin air, leaving in its wake a shower of silver sparks. A second popping noise ensued shortly after, and a new piece of parchment, still its initial golden-brown color and free of any marring, materialized before Antero's face, floating gently down into his extended hand as he wrapped his fingers about it. He handed the paper to Haru.
"And as for the class entitled 'Master', it is merely a private session between student and Master Teacher in which the teacher will teach their pupil new abilities, techniques, how to control a certain skill, or whatever else he or she might see fit to teach. Not much different than a tutoring session, really."
The man turned his face towards the sky, using his arm as a shield to block out the rays of the merciless sun as he squinted his eye. "It's getting late in the day," he grunted, "and you best be heading off to classes now. Period ten to be exact." He began to slowly back away towards the edge of the water.
"We will meet again later, Haru Tsukasa, but until that time, I leave you here. Good luck."
With arms folded and a firm nod of the head, a large cloud of blue smoke slithered about the man's mud-caked boots like an azure serpent with shimmering scales of a whispy substance. Gradually it made its way up and around his body until all his figure was completely concealed by the ominous cloud, and all at once, the cloud parted sharply to the sides and evaporated into the air.
Antero Shal'Dur was gone.
With a loud POP!, the parchment disappeared into thin air, leaving in its wake a shower of silver sparks. A second popping noise ensued shortly after, and a new piece of parchment, still its initial golden-brown color and free of any marring, materialized before Antero's face, floating gently down into his extended hand as he wrapped his fingers about it. He handed the paper to Haru.
***Haru has received "Schedule"***
1: Magic
2: Weaponry
3: Alchemy
4: Beastry
5: Master
6: BREAK
7: Music
8: Summoning
9: Samurai
10: Survival
1: Magic
2: Weaponry
3: Alchemy
4: Beastry
5: Master
6: BREAK
7: Music
8: Summoning
9: Samurai
10: Survival
"And as for the class entitled 'Master', it is merely a private session between student and Master Teacher in which the teacher will teach their pupil new abilities, techniques, how to control a certain skill, or whatever else he or she might see fit to teach. Not much different than a tutoring session, really."
The man turned his face towards the sky, using his arm as a shield to block out the rays of the merciless sun as he squinted his eye. "It's getting late in the day," he grunted, "and you best be heading off to classes now. Period ten to be exact." He began to slowly back away towards the edge of the water.
"We will meet again later, Haru Tsukasa, but until that time, I leave you here. Good luck."
With arms folded and a firm nod of the head, a large cloud of blue smoke slithered about the man's mud-caked boots like an azure serpent with shimmering scales of a whispy substance. Gradually it made its way up and around his body until all his figure was completely concealed by the ominous cloud, and all at once, the cloud parted sharply to the sides and evaporated into the air.
Antero Shal'Dur was gone.