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Post by Hashimoto Potato on Aug 11, 2015 5:42:45 GMT
Cursia flinched when his name was called, but he dutifully stood up and left the little circle of students. Facing a target set up near the wall, he raised his hands, palms outward. Slowly, a dark, inky black mist with hints of blue rose up from the floor. Cursia made a slashing motion with his hands, and the mist rushed forward at the target at the speed of an arrow. The target rocked back a little bit, but otherwise did nothing.
"Very good," the teacher said. "Judging by the power of that one, you would have severed all three layers of the aura: personality, emotions, and memories. Keep up the practicing."
Cursia hurriedly sat back down in his seat next to Cel.
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Post by Chibi Cel on Aug 12, 2015 3:31:10 GMT
Celine gave Cursia tiny claps of horray, before she resumed taking notes. Celine was pretty good at being all studios and stuff. The Luna Village did have schools of course, and it always seemed like Celine was the tip top of her class. Maybe it was the fact everyone kind of figured out who she was... but none the less, she always strive for the best she could do.
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Post by Hashimoto Potato on Aug 16, 2015 1:29:43 GMT
The teacher spoke up again. "Now, watch very closely to the mist that gathers during this spell!" He held up his hands and murmured something under his breath. A heavier mist, low to the ground appeared. It was black, but had a very, very faint green glow to the blueish tinge. The teacher lowered his hands before the spell was completed and cast. "Can anyone tell me what was different about this spell?"
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Post by Chibi Cel on Aug 16, 2015 1:32:48 GMT
Celine studied the spell, at the moment, she was debating on speaking up catching sight of the greenish tinge to black mist. But she slowly raised her hand.
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Post by Hashimoto Potato on Aug 16, 2015 1:58:10 GMT
The teacher nodded his consent to Celine to go ahead and speak.
Cursia just quietly watched her.
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Post by Chibi Cel on Aug 16, 2015 2:01:52 GMT
"I noticed there was a slight green tinge in the mist." Celine said shyly, unsure if that was the answer. She was a newbie to this kind of subject.
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Post by Hashimoto Potato on Aug 16, 2015 2:11:49 GMT
"Very good," the teacher said without missing a beat. "The mist looked as if it was merely an Aura Burning spell, perhaps at first glance. But the tinge makes this what sort of spell?"
One of the students raised their hand an answered. "A necromancy spell."
"Correct," the teacher said. "My, such sharp students today," he added as an aside. "But yes, the slight green tinge hints at a necromancy spell. Specifically this one is a Rotting Seer spell. But I will cover that in tomorrow's class. Now, let's talk about green auras."
So the class continued on with him teaching them that green tinges to auras hinted at necromancy spells despite that purple and blue with black were primarily the colors of necromancy spells in general. He also talked about how necromancy spells were usually invoked with heavy mists unless they were spirit or fire related attacks.
"And that will be all for today, class. Enjoy the rest of your learning today."
Cursia stood up now that they were dismissed. Some of the students lingered behind while the rest shuffled off to their next class.
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Post by Chibi Cel on Aug 16, 2015 2:17:19 GMT
Celine stood up, gathering her things and of course accompanying Cursia. She didn't want her new friend to be all alone and all. "I think I'll like this class." She smiled weakly.
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Post by Hashimoto Potato on Aug 16, 2015 2:37:24 GMT
Cursia stared down at the books his hands, shyly glancing up at her for brief moments. "U-um... what class do you have next?" he asked.
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Post by Chibi Cel on Aug 16, 2015 2:47:56 GMT
"I think I have... Destruction Class. Yes. Since my magic apparently can make things go boom." She smiled awkwardly. "So it's probably best to learn somethings from that class."
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Post by Hashimoto Potato on Aug 16, 2015 2:50:56 GMT
"Oh, I have potions class today," he said off-handedly. "Sorry I can't show you where your class is." He really did feel bad. She probably did not know where that room was either.
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Post by Chibi Cel on Aug 16, 2015 2:55:21 GMT
"Oh don't worry about it Cursia! I'll find it eventually." She assured him. "I'll find some more help from others. Well... I need to go sadly. I'll see you later!" She beamed and headed off, looking for her next class.
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Post by Hashimoto Potato on Oct 21, 2015 2:34:45 GMT
Cursia waved goodbye to her, then hurried for the stairs to go to the potions laboratory.
Some students passed by Celine, and if she noticed them go, she could see that they headed into a room with a makeshift sign over it that said "Mythologies". But the door across from it had a similar makeshift sign that read "Destruction" in bold, blocky letters.
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Post by Chibi Cel on Oct 21, 2015 2:38:29 GMT
"Ah! Found it!" Celine beamed. She poked her head around, checking to make sure it was the right class. Something seemed... off about that make-shift sign. Maybe it was just her anxious mood that day, but she kind of stood around and waited for a hopefully familiar face walk into the class room.
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Post by Hashimoto Potato on Oct 21, 2015 2:42:59 GMT
So far, only the teacher was in the classroom. It was a rather young looking man. He had long black hair in a ponytail, with bangs in his face, and he wore dark red robes the color of blood, with a black shirt underneath and a gold belt around his waist. He seemed to be muttering something under his breath while he stared at his hands, which he held palm up towards his face and a little in front of him.
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