A new semester begins..

[Catrux]

Before Voulchec spoke Sehkem had an image projected into his mind. Sehkem was so engrossed in the vision that he didn't notice Voulchec removing the blades from his flesh. As soon as the vision ended Voulchec spoke "I will be the perfect student.Teach me great teacher make me a warrior." The words almost failed to register as Sehkem's thoughts were still on the vision. Quickly Sehkem attempted to relay the message to Talisen. He knew he was horrible with telepathy so he only projected "We need to speak."

Once Sehkem sent the message he looked down at the wounds Voulchec inflicted, they weren't deep. His blood, unlike most, didn't flow it colected on the wound never over flowing. He turned his attention back to the rest of the class “Alright shall we continue?” He then began distributing the daggers around the class, as he came to the last two who were also the newest two, he handed only one off and that one went to Rayn. “Would you tell me your name?” He then looked at the girl and smiled, it was a guess on Sehkem’s part but he thought he caught a glimpse of a hilt in her sleeve. Either he would make a decent impression or look like a complete fool, hopefully not the latter. “What is your name young lady?” Sehkem was making it a point to learn the student’s names. He then walked away and began instructing the class once more.

“First, we start with learning the dagger for melee. Once I am satisfied with you progress we will move on to ranged fighting. If things go according to schedule we will be starting swords soon. For spell casters the dagger is their best friend, with a note from Talisen saying you are involved in his class I will allow you to continue with the dagger, branching off into more advanced techniques. For the rest of you, we will be finding what weapon suits you best. I will supply the weapons, once we find what weapon suits you best it becomes yours. You keep track of it, you maintain it, you master it.”

After surveying the class once more he delved back into teaching. “Pair up, keep a good distance between the two of you so as not to strike the other. Use your partners body as a guideline for were to strike. Those of you that have previous training with daggers please come over here.” Sehkem motioned to himself, he mainly wanted the previously trained to form their own group to make sure that Voulchec didn’t harm anyone. That and he wanted to be able to see the new girl’s abilities, if they were anything like her magick aura she and Voulchec would be most likely advancing to the next weapon.

[Rayn]

Relieved that Sehkem and Voulchec had settled their little "encounter", he smiled at the way they had resolved it. Though Sehkem had been stabbed, he took it as a time for a teacher to teach and a student to learn, so he took in all the information that Sehkem was telling the class. Glancing around to see if anyone was paying attention, he adjusted his stance to a more comfortable posistion.

The teacher was giving out daggers to the class for the first lesson, explaining how once the students had practiced with the basic weapons they would move on to more advanced techniques and the such. When Sehkem gave him his dagger, he asked him his name.

"My name is Rayn. I'm looking forward to learning from a person such as yourself." he said looking directly into his eyes, portraying that he was wanting to prove himself.

Though he wasn't familiar with the dagger, he followed the teachers instructions and went to find someone to pair up with to practice his use in the dagger. He glanced around and felt a little down-hearted as it looked as if everyone was already skilled with this particular weapon. Examining his dagger, he waited for someone to partner up with him, because he didn't know who already knew how to use the dagger.

[Cinlass]

Voulchec pulled a dagger out of his boot.It was a gold blade with a ivory hilt that had beautiful black diamond embedded into it.It was a fae realic.His father gave him it for a gift.It was called the Fae Unseelie Blade of Blood.The realic was nicknamed FUBB.The realic had special abilities that Voulchec's father knew Voulchec would someday master.It was one of his weapons of choice and he mainttianed it very well.

Voulchec listened as the teacher talked about how the students would pair up and use their partner as a strike zone show.Voulchec was about to pair up with some burlly kid when Sehkem said that all students that are currently trained in dagger need to see him.He knew that the only reason he said that was so Voulchec wouldn't accidently hurt someone.

He walked over to Sehkem.He knew something was wrong he could sense the tension in the air.He was telepathic so he couldn't read Sehkem's mind and figure out what so he just left it alon.If Sehkem wanted him to know he would tell him.He shifted the dagger in his hand while he stood there.

"Well I'm gonna guess you want us to stay away from the newbies.Don't want us to hurt them."He said this without cockiness.It was with a truthful question.He then turned to the girl."So what is your name.You seem pretty interesting.I cant wait to have lesssons with you."He smiled sweetly at her with a sexy smirk.

[† The Jaxness †]

As the instructor and the student ended their quarrel, the teacher began handing out daggers to the other students. As he came towards her and the student next to her, she raised up from the ground in one graceful movement. Being several inches shorter, it brought her to almost eye level with him. Seeing him glance at her sleeve, she put her hands in the pockets of her cloak, not knowing whether or not he had caught sight of her blades.

Seeing as how he handed Rayn a dagger and seemed to skip over her, she guessed that he had, cursing herself for not being more careful at hiding her weapons. Shifting her weight to her other foot once more, the teacher asked for her name. Even as he asked with a smile, she couldnt help but be uneasy, for to her knowledge, she had never had a name. Before her brother's death, he had told her of how his memory was also swiped clean, thus not knowing either of their names. Grabbing something from the top of her head, she muttered softly without a second thought.

"Aloura".

As he began to walk away, he continued to instruct the class, bringing a sigh of relief at his trust that 'Aloura' was actually her name. Informing them that they were to learn about daggers before moving on to other weapons, it told her without a doubt that this class should be most useful, for her previous training had been useful, but never professional.

Telling them to get into pairs, she merely looked around, not spotting anyone in particular that she would like to be grouped with. Before she decided to get over her anti-sociality, Sehkem asked for those who had taken previous training to come over to where he stood. With a sigh, she moved forward to his position. Stopping near him, but not next to him, she looked around at the other students who claimed to be formerly trained with the dagger.

Keeping her hood pulled well over her head, shielding her eyes, she spotted the student who seemed so determined to outshine everyone else. He pulled a blade from his boot, gold with an ivory hilt, very beautiful in her own opinion as a black gem caught her eye. With what he thought was a sexy smile, he came over and turned to her, asking for her name.

Looking up to meet his gaze, she raked her brain, trying to figure out the name she gave Sehkem but for the life of her, she couldnt remember. With a moment of hesitation, she stuttered.

"J-Jinx"

Shuffling her feet, she turned to stare at the ground, thinking low of herself for making up names in the first place. Hoping no one would hear and take notice, she stood motionless and stayed quiet, awaiting the teachers next instuctions.

[Nakodai]

Caer turned, looking back over the rolling green hills that seemed to stretch on forever. Had she really come that far? She sighed, gathering the hems of her skirt and cloak in one hand, and with a small bag in the other she ascended the red brick steps of the Avalon Academy. The large, solid oak door was ajar and she slipped gracefully inside, her eyes adjusting to the somewhat muted sunlight that filtered in through the high, vaulted windows.

The young woman gazed around, taking in the splendid classical architecture and decorated walls of the school from beneath the folds of her dark hood. There were numerous stairways and corridors, some lit by torches and some by the same finely crafted windows as the main foyer. The halls seemed empty and quiet save for the slow, ominous ticking of a clock high above, and she assumed that the students were all in classes.

Rummaging through her satchel, she pulled out a small, polished crystal on a thin silver chain and dangled it before her. “With these ancient words I speak, guide me to the one I seek.” She set the crystal carefully on the stone floor, and within a few seconds it had slid away from her and stopped at the foot of a staircase framed in a flourished stone arch, balancing effortlessly on its pointed tip. She smiled and walked across the hall, scooping up the crystal with a silent thank you before making her way up the winding steps.

[Cinlass]

Voulchec smiled at her again with his enduring smile.People said he got it from both his mother and father.Mother,because it had a sweet tenderness to it.Father,because it was mysterious and sexy.His eyes were blazing with both the heat to fight and also a heat he had never felt before.He pushed it out of his mind.

"Jinx.I like that it is very unique and beautiful.I guess you would have to have a beautiful name for a beautiful lady."

He replayed what he had just said.He had called her beautiful.That wasnt normal for him.She was ok looking,but he had never called a female beautiful before.Not even his ex.IT was a weird felling and before he could give it a second thought or she could respond he turned to listen to Sekhem's instructions.

He twirled his beautiful dagger in his hand waiting for the tiem to actually fight.Dual were somethign he enjoyed greatly and this was taking so long.