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Posted: Tue, 03/01/2017 11:46 (7 Years ago)
While she respected this soldierfor his abilities and skill--
"It never occured to me that you'll be a warrior of the Old Age."
Balancing the chair on a leg, she swerve to face him as she swiftly removed the cylindrical object from her pocket. He would have recognized it as she'd use it the previous night for hacking into the terminal. "I managed to download the student body's profile, I don't know why you'd think they wouldn't have the blueprints in."
Posted: Tue, 03/01/2017 12:01 (7 Years ago)
Posted: Tue, 03/01/2017 12:06 (7 Years ago)
Then the teacher walked in. "Hello." Forge said, cutting the conversation short.
4. It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
-Extract from Invictus, William Ernest Henley
Posted: Tue, 03/01/2017 12:56 (7 Years ago)
As much as what Forge had said was true, the female had never ordered a drone strike, but she was sure as hell there was a few times she had to stop certain systems from allowing the machines to take off in the first place. But stuff like those were simply small successes.
As the music teacher entered, Aclyma gave a wry smile towards the teacher. While she knew that the music teacher did no wrong, her impression towards the school was on a negative side as of now. She watched the female/male teacher carefully, tilting her head to a side.
Posted: Tue, 03/01/2017 13:18 (7 Years ago)
Posted: Tue, 03/01/2017 20:02 (7 Years ago)
Mira walked into the Music class "Sorry I'm late!" she said with a happy expression on her face, looking around and at the other students.
Ben had watched Frank and Kioki fight, 'Interesting battle styles...' he thought to himself, though the fight was quite short and honestly bored Ben, sighing as another student walked in.
Posted: Tue, 03/01/2017 21:19 (7 Years ago)
[Also, can I have a recap please?]
Posted: Tue, 03/01/2017 22:42 (7 Years ago)
Frank walked back to his seat, as he noticed a boy looking at him with some interest, but not much. He sat down.
Posted: Tue, 03/01/2017 22:52 (7 Years ago)
Jack sits perfectly still, trying not to stare at the kid who was staring at him.
Posted: Wed, 04/01/2017 05:40 (7 Years ago)
Posted: Wed, 04/01/2017 10:06 (7 Years ago)
4. It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
-Extract from Invictus, William Ernest Henley
Posted: Wed, 04/01/2017 12:01 (7 Years ago)
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Jack stared blankly at the wall, his memories a mess. 'Why can't I remember a thing from any time recently? And why does that kid keep on looking at me?' Jack thought. 'I got to ask someone about him.' He twisted his scythe in hi hands, the familiar grooves relaxing him.
Posted: Thu, 05/01/2017 06:36 (7 Years ago)
Tak. Tak.
Aclyma rocked the chair back and forth as she sat with her chest pressing against the seat rest.
She made no reaction as people entered and the only significant change she did was crossing her hands over the edge of the chair and resting her chin after.
Posted: Thu, 05/01/2017 06:47 (7 Years ago)
Posted: Thu, 05/01/2017 09:24 (7 Years ago)
4. It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
-Extract from Invictus, William Ernest Henley
Posted: Thu, 05/01/2017 09:59 (7 Years ago)
Posted: Thu, 05/01/2017 11:54 (7 Years ago)
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James eagerly snatched out his favorite instrument from his hat, a fiddle. Its bow was a complex shape, meant to distract anyone watching. He turned to look at what Jack had chosen. A flute, then? Interestingly enough, it seemed to suite Jack perfectly.
Posted: Thu, 05/01/2017 12:56 (7 Years ago)
Aclyma looked around, paused slightly to look over at Forge, briefly curious. Someone seemed to immediately know what they wanted and picked a flute seemingly out of the blue. Another someone had his own instrument... which they plucked from their hat? Another strange one.
"...An instrument, eh..."
Should she be choosing something easy, or something similar to what she had experienced before. And by that, it'll probably be a piano, since you tap them similarly like one would tap a keyboard. However, the only thing preventing her from choosing such is the size of the instrument.
Which lead her eyes to stray over to a slender, silver instrument that sat almost too humbly within arm's reach. It's glistening body in a simple shape called out to her like a siren to the sailors.
Aclyma stretched her arm over to the side where the instruments were kept, not ever leaving her chair.
And she took a triangle.
Posted: Thu, 05/01/2017 13:10 (7 Years ago)
"Serrenading a beast is quite a hard challenge sometimes. Many beasts aren't that into listening to music, which is why you people need to make your music loud." The teacher looked at them all. "Today, we have an activity. Serrenading a beast. At least, the beginnings." The teacher said. "What beast, you may ask? Well..." The teacher grinned mischeviously, and suddenly, she turned into a dragon and back again. "My power is transformation. When I am transformed, My primitive side takes over for a bit. Your job is to lull me to sleep. I will give you...." She looked at her watch. "15 minutes to practice a piece of music." She smiled.
Aria grabbed the nearest person to her right, which happened to carry a ukulele. "Alrighty then."
Posted: Thu, 05/01/2017 13:40 (7 Years ago)
4. It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
-Extract from Invictus, William Ernest Henley