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Post by Princess Vanity on Mar 27, 2008 11:08:18 GMT -5
A pair of high-quality, but well broken in leather boots stood on the edge of a new horizon. A slim figure looked out over the murky waters, holding no fear of the dark depths. Inquisitive and eager eyes looked out towards the unseeable other shore. Those eyes that had seen so much for such a tender age. Those gray eyes that had seen countless hunts, battles, hatred, pain, sorrow, death. They searched accross the shipyard longing for a new life, an escape from this mortal world of destruction. A world where, she, did not fit it.
Lost in her thoughts, Lexi did not feel the heavy bag on her back. Filled with such trinkets as sketches, clippings from papers, a diary, a few books on varied magical crafts, three our four precious gemstones, some coins, and a locket which she couldn't seem to open despite herself, from the closest person she had ever had to a boyfriend, Reeve.
She began to lose herself in such thoughts. The summers they spent lying together under the night sky. The warm air on her skin, the sweet smell of the grass, the buzzing of crickets, the taste of his lips the first time he kissed her. The spiteful looks his sister gave her. It was not the first time she saw hate. She recalled the looks in the eyes of the villagers and her parents. The looks they gave her as she was trialled and found guilty of conspiracy with evil. The last look she could recall from them was pure hatred and shame, right before the flames rose above her line of vision.
Then quite suddenly the flames were all too real. Lexi caught a gasp in her throat and closed her eyes tight. Her heart racing, she dared to look up. But it was a false fear. Looking, the young woman could see the flicker of torchlight coming gracefully but speedily towards her, in the misty darkness. Her first encounter in her new life was about to occur, and she stood braced.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Mar 27, 2008 11:33:23 GMT -5
A woman carried the torch, she was dressed in a silvery gray dress that moved like whisps of mist around her, really more of a gown than a dress. Her steely eyes looking around half frantically, she was an elegant mover, all the grace of a dancer, her footsteps nearly silent on the ground. Her pale skinned form like a ghost as it moved towards Lexi. Her ashen brown hair was pulled back in a loose ponytail and away from her face so her features were able to be seen, from the way her face was constructed you'd think she was elven, though she did not posess the trademark pointed ears. Her eyes glanced at Lexi before she walked on past, not uttering a single word or remark and obviously not caring.
Instead, a character stepped forward, a tall, handsome fellow with medium length dark brown hair pulled back in a tie and away from his face, it didn't look ratty- he managed to find a way to pull off the look, actually. He looked as if he hadn't shaven this morning, yet still he looked clean. He wore a jacket that went to his knees and his kindly silver eyes looked towards Lexi, "Good evening." He said with the slight nod of his head, his voice chillingly haunting, like a spectre in the air, yet it was warming and kind- reminiscent of the feeling one would get while drinking hot cocoa on a icy winter's day. "My name is Eric Gauthier." Eric gave a sweeping bow to Lexi, he was quite the gentleman, indeed.
Oh yeah, he was also a vampire.
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Post by Princess Vanity on Mar 27, 2008 11:53:04 GMT -5
A knee jerk reaction, Lexi sized up the figures in front of her. It want that she intended to fight this individual, this man who called himself Eric. She had just done it all her life. She returned his bow with her own makeshift, tomboy curtsy. "Good evening to you, good sir Eric Gauthier. My name is Sc...I mean em Lexi Wolfvein. I presume to you be my escort." Inside mer mind Lexi kicked herself for having used her old name. It had been a long time since she went by Lexi, so it would take some getting used too.
She looked at his face directly. The look he wore did not seem to be his usual, as if he was fitting into an attire not really suited to him. At any rate he pulled it off. Though, deep within herself, an instinct told her there was something not to be totally liked about him. As if there was an ancient thing that dictated they were not meant to be comrades. There was something about the pale skin, the eyes, the dark hair. He was quite attractive, but something told Lexi to be wary.
At any rate. She awaited response to her propsed theory that he was infact, her escort to the School. Her own gray eyes, searched his as if trying to find the answer before he spoke. She wasn't as tall as him, but she drew her self up to her own full height, and stood gracefully before him. This was the first first impression she was going to make, and she wanted it to be a good one. She used an old gypsy trick, one she had taken up from Bella. (One of the very few positive things Bella had ever done for Lexi) In her mind she spoke a gypsy spell over and over. It was meant to bring a kind of glowing look, a look of importance to the one who used it.
Of course, it didn't work on everyone, and if this Eric had any magical training, her petty gypsy magic was a sure see through. She didn't doubt he was in fact, trained in the magical arts, but she hoped that it would at least show her eagerness to impress and her ability, no matter how unpolished, to use magic.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Mar 27, 2008 12:16:33 GMT -5
Eric chuckled slightly, "It's the greatest honor to finally meet you, Lexi... and if it'll help you at all- you should know I'm a vampire. If that fact will bother you to too much of an extensive degree, once we get to Twilight Moon, you can request a new teacher." Eric wasn't going to make a habit of keeping secrets from people and he wanted his student to be full aware that her teacher was going to be a vampire. Eric was used to it, really- people never really were fond of vampires.
The ghastly waters that bordered the shipyard murmered secrets as Eric and made a barely noticeable twitch in his fingers, the water just out of view rippled and warped, obviously being manipulated by the vampire, apparently he was a water elemental. "Do you have any questions before we get started?" he inquired, his head tilting to the side ever so slightly with his suggestion. Eric didn't seem like he was about to rip Lexi's throat out with his bare hands... he must've been a rather decent vampire, because what kind of school would have homicidal maniacs for teachers? The concept was simply rediculous!
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Post by Princess Vanity on Mar 27, 2008 12:31:35 GMT -5
At the mention of the word vampire, Lexi couldn't help but feel the slightest urge to attack him and rip him limb from limb in wolf form. Something in her mind blazed and she fought violently to control herself. Ah yes Lexi, great first impression if you attack and kill your teacher within the first 10 minutes of enrollment. She took a deep breath in. And look at him with a quirk in her smile. She looked then to the side and watched the water being manipulated. She had read about and witnessed such abilities, but never trained in the art of them. She stared a moment longer and then nodded.
Looking back down the road she had come Lexi remembered every moment of her life at lightspeed. Then, she let all emotion drain, all the memories were locked away, and it was as if her skin fell off and she emerged someone else from within. Her journey to a new life, a life of acceptance, a life of control, and a chance for revenge agint those who tried to kill her began. She looked to her new teacher, suppressing the instinctive lust to kill him, and hiding it well beneath a partially truthful desire for friendship.
Sarcastic and witty, she spoke with a tongue of quicksilver. "I s'pose I need only ask, when do we begin?"
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Mar 27, 2008 12:46:30 GMT -5
"Now, if you'd like." Eric nodded, a stream of water rose from the spirit inhabited body that surround the Ghost Shipyard, the water being directly controlled by Eric and so it came to his side and spread out into a thin platform, changing into ice once it'd formed a disk, the ice wasn't smooth- so of course they'd be able to get some traction. Eric stepped onto the platform, there was plenty of room for Lexi. "Hop on." Eric smiled, the disk would be their mode of transportation over the treacherously dangerous river from which the Ghost Shipyard had recieved it's name.
A figure silently circled in the skies above, large blue wings extended to an amazingly large wingspan, whatever the creature was that circled above- it was big. The thing was wrapped in black fabric and a scaled tail trailed behind it as his yellow eyes scanned the ground below, obviously keeping watch on the two below. He smirked, of course the school wouldn't trust a vampire too much if it had a student whom was a werewolf. So Tamir of course was called upon to babysit. Normally he had the job of watching a decrepit old man, but apparently something had happened so nobody had to watch the old guy anymore. I wonder what...
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Post by Princess Vanity on Mar 27, 2008 12:58:34 GMT -5
Instinctively, upon seeing a large winged creature with particularly menacing features, Lexi reached for her dagger. She didn't draw, only let her hand linger until she felt it was safe and untensed. Stepping onto the platform she watched the darkened sky. Then looking back at her teacher she raised an eyebrow.
"Seeing as that thing didn't attack us, but was most defiantly watching us, I'd say there was reasoning for it. I know a guard when I see one. Don't suppose there's a reason you know of that anyone would send a large, dark, winged creature to watch me and or you?"
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Mar 27, 2008 13:23:02 GMT -5
"Hmm?" Eric obviously hadn't taken much note of the being that was circling above, so he let his bright gray eyes look up and at the strange being, "Tamir...?" Eric pondered aloud, "Well, Lexi... it seems that there's little faith that the two of us would manage to get to Twilight Moon Academy without killing each other. Congratulations." There was a joking tone in his voice, though he was still very serious, indeed.
"Well, Tamir... what is your purpose for being here?" Eric asked, his thoughts being sent exclusively to his fellow teacher who flew in the skies above.
"You know why... You're a vampire, and she's a werewolf. I'm here to burn either one of you to a crisp if things get out of hand. It sounded like a fun assignment at the time, but now it's seeming like more of a droll ordeal." Lexi should consider herself rather lucky not to be recieving any of these thoughts or conversations from the vampire or the dragon-being. It was all rather odd, really. Tamir continued to circle overhead, his cold eyes following everything with the attention and precision of a hawk's gaze. He wasn't missing a single occurrance below.
Eric released an obviously displeased sigh, he didn't enjoy finding out he wasn't trusted, but oh well. "The platform's gonna move, now... don't fall, okay." he warned, hoping his student would brace herself because sometimes it was a bit harder to ease into motion, and you could start the water shelf off moving rather quickly. He didn't want his student to hurt herself.
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Post by Princess Vanity on Mar 27, 2008 13:39:22 GMT -5
A sudden fear gripped her inside. Had they anticipated she would want to attack the teacher? And why did they think the two would kill each other? Apparently he wanted to kill her as well...Lexi wondered if the instinct was similar to hers. Things were becoming more and more suspicious to her already skeptical thought process.
Staring at her teacher as he looked up she couldn't help but believe there was some sort of mental connection between the two, that they were discussing something they wished to keep secret from her. Lexi repressed a frown and looked at her teacher. Noting his recommendation to brace herself, she did so. She had very keen balance, and stood straight up with out falling. The icey platform began to move, by the mental will of the man she stood with. Lexi tried to make casual conversation without bringing up the killing each other thing.
"So...what's the boarding situation. Singular dorms or group dorms...houses?" Lexi was used to sleeping in all sorts of accommodations, many not very accommodating at all. Her favorite to the day was the few times she had snuck into Reeve's tent late at night and fallen asleep in his arms after talking for hours.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Mar 27, 2008 14:06:33 GMT -5
"There's a boy's dorm building and a girl's dorm building and you're likely to share a dorm room with one other student." Eric nodded, the platform slowly picking up speed as it got further and further over the water. Overhead though, Tamir followed them like a ghost, drifting in the skies overhead and diligently watching to keep anything bad from happening. "We'll have to get your schedule squared away. Mandatory classes are Magic, Weaponry, Alchemy, Beastry, and a Master Class. After that you have a break period- on come the optional classes. Seventh period is either Music, History, or Potionry. Eighth period us a choice of Holy, Flare or Summoning, Ninth is Dragoon, Samurai, or Thievery finally it's Survival or Puppetmaster. If you change your mind later about your classes, you might be able to change your schedule. If you have any questions about any of the classes, feel free to ask."
The water below was teeming with undead, ghastly hands reaching up, sprawling and writhing with desire to pull another being down so that thier loneliness may be sated for a while, then they'd try to find more life to drag down to thier depths... TMA should have probably spent a bit more time looking at real estate before choosing it's current location, though it kept the school more sheltered from many of those beings that might wish to attack it. It was almost like a fort knox, really. Only instead of gold or money... it was magic users. Oh joy.
"Don't look down, okay?" Eric warned, not wanting his student to accidentall look down and end up becoming entranced by the spirits, that would be bad and Eric had no intention of losing his student. Eric was a good vampire. I'd like you to remember that too- he wasn't going to kill anyone. Good people make other people smile. So you, Miss RPer lady! Smile! I said smile, dammit!.... thank you.
Tamir boredly flied overhead, his harsh eyes glinting slightly, he seemed like quite the imposing shadow, really. He was just waiting for conflict, he wanted something to do, it was really boring here. He made his way into a swift wind current, riding it and relaxing slightly, he didn't have to work so hard to keep airborne at the current moment.
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Post by Princess Vanity on Mar 27, 2008 14:25:14 GMT -5
Well of course when you tell someone not to look down, what are they going to do. Puzzled Lexi started to say "what" while moving her glance down. Upon seeing the undead figures reaching for her she jumped towards her new teacher and swiftly pulled out a dagger. "What in the name of Manon?!" She stared down in horror. There was a slight urge to join them, for a flicker of a second, but it was overwhelmed by her instinct to stay away from killer zombies emerging from the unknown depths of dark waters.
She looked at her teacher, not really caring that there was less than two feet between them. Then, pride flooding back, Lexi was filled with embarrassment. She cleared her throat and backed up a bit giving him some space. Sheathing her dagger, she rubbed at the back of her head. "Right well, that was exciting." She said trying not to blush. She didn't really know why she had freaked. They were dead after all, not much they could do. But when she felt a cold grip on her ankle she kicked fiercely and her supposed infallible balance was overturned. She crashed to the platform and looked up to see a ghastly pair of eyes starting at her. Right, that was why she had gotten freaked out before...
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Mar 27, 2008 14:49:26 GMT -5
Eric frowned, pulling instantly to a halt as Lexi was lost into the water, "Lexi!" he shouted, his eyes searching the water that seemed to be attempting to swallow up his student, the force of the spirits would be more powerful than any attempt to manipulate the water and he would be more likely of only getting half of Lexi back if he tried to use water manipulation to draw her out... if you get what I mean. "Tamir! Get your ass down here NOW!" he telepathically shouted to the teacher in the skies above.
Tamir responded with a dive, his wings tucked in and he plummeted to the waters below and like a torpedo he shot into the water, his breath held and his glare-yellow eyes open wide as he searched the depths, obviously trying to find Lexi, "Hm..." he reached a hand out and grasped Lexi's arm, his wings began beating as if he were in flight and he worked his way to the surface, the spirits and demons of the river seemed to avoid Tamir, not daring to come too close. He was safe in these waters, unlike most people. He breached the water, pulling Lexi up with him, somehow managing to hold the student cradled in his arms. His skin was blue in color and a pair of white horns protruded back from his forehead, his yellow eyes looking at Lexi in a worried manner. He was soaked to the bone, his black tattered jacket cloak was most likely exceedingly heavy from the water that drenched it. "You okay, kid?" he asked, his voice dark and musky, sounding more like one's imagination than someone's actual voice.
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Post by Princess Vanity on Mar 27, 2008 15:05:38 GMT -5
Immediately on the defense Lexi began to flail. Her dagger was on the platform, out of reach. She coughed and sputter, the water tasting awful and metallic in her mouth. Another instinct, she began to make the switch from human to canine. Her teeth sharpened and she was half way between lady and wolf. Upon hearing Tamir speak to her...she ceased flailing. She stared at him widely her eyes whitish blue.
She tried to speak, unfortunately her speech slurred between growls and words. She reversed her transformation and took on the normal looking form of a young woman. Dripping and cold she spoke as a human. "I'm okay...." She was panting and struggled to get down. "Umm...thanks...Tamir...I think thats it." Though she was in human form, her eyes remained the bluish gray of the wolf.
Lexi didn't notice the dragon like features of her...savior...until now. studying him and then moving her gaze to her teacher she took a deep breath in. "Am I first student ever to do that?" She asked, sarcasm echoing throughout the statement. If she didn't learn to laugh at herself, she'd be dead. She tried to smile, but didn't think the circumstances deserved it. Instead she Stood between the two, wet and shaking, some what unnoticeably.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Mar 27, 2008 15:46:14 GMT -5
"Not the first students to fall in... though consider yourself lucky that someone was able to get you." Tamir's death-toned voice echoed and his eyes looked from Lexi to Eric for a brief moment before his mouth creased into a smile. Warm air began to surround the group, heating them to a comfortable temperature. Flames licked about Tamir's form, obviously it was his own doing. Tamir pulled his mighty wings out to full length and upon snapping them close to himself he was propelled into the air, almost standing eight feet above the platform, hovering in the air, "A pleasure to meet you, miss." He nodded to Lexi, the odd being known as Tamir then began gaining altitude so he could watch from a comfortable distance.
"Tamir, you have more power than you know to deal with... sometimes I wonder if you'd be better off as a student." Eric shook his head with a slight chuckle as he started to remove his jacket, offering it to Lexi before they would get started again on thier trip to Twilight Moon Academy.
"Please, Eric... you just wish you were born with the same talent." Tamir almost seemed to laugh telepathically, his golden yellow eyes looking down towards the pair silently, though. His outside appearance was somber and serious, eerily so, actually. Tamir actually couldn't have been older than perhaps his early twenties, but his eerie sense and manner made him seem aeons older, his demeanor serious and dark. Obviously something had happened in his lifetime... but what? Who knew... well, obviously not you.
"Sure... you were born with it." Eric remarked, the entire conversation taking place over the course of a few seconds, no awkward pause taking place for the talking between the two, Eric was still offering his jacket to Lexi so she'd be able to keep warm.
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Post by Princess Vanity on Mar 27, 2008 22:27:15 GMT -5
Never one to turn down a good offer, Lexi accepted the jacket and draped it over her shoulders. "Thanks" she said looking down, still embarrassed. She watched as Tamir flew away and again the two teachers seemed to have a telepathic conversation. The cold waters had dampened her spirits as well as her clothing. But her longing for new life suppressed the embarrassment and her pride made a comeback. They said she wasn't the first to fall in. Surely they didn't think much less of her.
Summoning up the courage, Lexi again tried to make conversation. "So...I guess if your meant to be my teacher I should know a bit about you...well beyond your being a vampire and our supposed possibility of killing one another..." She said, twisting sarcasm and seriousness together into her small talk.
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