Fate

Not too far away from the Academy a boy was walking slowly to the academy,his hands in his pockets and a bored expression on his face.Gamlin already knew that he was going to bored out of his mind at this academy,no matter how cool it sounded.Really,even if he learned cool stuff there,when would he use it?He probably would just be put on guard duty or something for the rest of his career until he retired."Well,maybe I can find some people who like to take some risks."He said with a smile on his face as he brought his hands out of his pockets,holding a deck of cards in his left hand.He enetered the Academy right after he started to shuffle them.

 

Myles started his day out in the Academy dorms, dressing and bathing quickly before he grabbed a piece of toast and ran out the door. The boy arrived not long after Myre, fiddling with a little contraption on his wrist. Upon closer inspection, it looked like a miniature ballista attatched to a watchstrap with a hairpin as ammunition. The moment he sat down, the thing snapped and somehow the hairpin flew up and hit him in the forehead.

"Ow! I'm glad nobody was around to see that. . ." He mumbled before noticing Myre staring at him. "Erm. . . Hi?"

 

Gamlin had enetered the room before Yuuya and was once again bored out of his mind.He had already played poker and other games with some of the other students and was quickly bored of it since he always one.He had gotten some money from the bets,though noone really had that much on them.He choose to sit back and rest a little as he waited for this Academy stuff to get rolling.He heard the music from when Yuuya came in and started moving his head to it a little.It was a good song.

 

---Half an hour earlier---

"Zion! Wake up!" Somebody could be heard yelling outside Zion's dorm. Whomever it was was also banging on his door. "You're gonna be late! And since I'm trying to wake you, I'm gonna be late! Day's-a-wastin'!"

Zion opened up the door enough to look out of it. "Must you wake me up like this every morning Gerik? You do this every day, and every day we're never late."

"Well maybe if you woke up earlier I wouldn't have to do this." Gerik answered.

Zion just glared at him. "Let's go then. Or do you not believe we can make it in thirty minutes?"

They left to their class.

---Ten minutes earlier---

"So what are our classes this time?" Zion asked.

"We're supposed to be in a class full of new students first." Gerik answered.

"Of course." Zion sighed. "Try and avoid fighting every student this time, please."

"Hey, it wasn't my fault. That kid was talking about how he could beat anybody there. He brought it upon himself. All I did was prove him wrong."

"Yeah." Zion rolled his eyes. "And the opportunity to get into another fight had absolutely nothing to do with it. And do you wanna explain the 20 other new students you fought with?"

"Hehehe...." Gerik said, rubbing the back of his head. "That was a little miscommunication. I thought they weren't kidding when they said that they wanted to fight me all at once. At least nobody got severely hurt."

"And yet you managed to pull off a new Academy record by having the most amout of students get detention at the same time. I didn't even do anything and I got one too."

"Well..... Maybe they shouldn't have that stupid 'No practice fights in class unless allowed' rule."

---Now---

Gerik and Zion both entered the classroom. The looked around for open seats. They managed to find some. The seats were next to some guy who had some cards in his hands (Gamlin). Gerik and Zion both sat down.

 

Myles (Who was sitting next to Myre) asked the girl, "So, what exactly is your specialty? In fighting, I mean. I work with guns. Mostly." As he did this, he was fiddling around with the contraption that had previously fired a hairpin at him. However, this time he had it unarmed, mostly for safety reasons.

 

Shuffling his deck, Zephyr carefully made his cards float in front of him and spread out into a circle in mid-air, but unfortunately, the cards fell- collapsing on the floor of the Academy's corridor as Zephyr entered his new school.

It was his first day, so he felt pretty embarrassed that he was overestimating his mental powers and ending up playing 52 pick-up in the middle of the hallway. As Zephyr swept up his cards, shuffling them yet again and brushing the dust off, he ran all over the school while looking for what room he was supposed to be in.

Zephyr panted- out of breath, "On my first day... I... am lost..." He muttered to himself, face red, tongue hanging out, and completely out of breath.

 

Gamlin split his deck in half when two of the other students sat next to him."Well hello there.Names Gamlin.What bout you two?" He asked to both of them as he put his face back on the ground.He put both halfs of the deck on his desk and started shuffling both before one half on top of the other.He drew the first five cards and gave a slight smile.There were four Jacks and a three of diamonds in his hand.

 

"Gerik."

"Zion."

They both answered one after the other.

Gerik observed the cards. "New here? What kind of Battler are you? I'm a Warrior. Zion is a Mage. We've been here for about two years now."

 

"Goin for caster myself.Always been good with cards and magic."He said.The four Jacks started to levitate as he said this."Unfourtantly I am still learning,though I know that when I learn more I can do more damage with this then it just being four cards.Card combos can be good,but I need to learn how to give them that power somehow."He said as the cards came back to his hand."How bout you two?This place any actual good when it comes to actually getting us to learn this stuff?"He asked.

 

"It's been pretty good. I've managed to develop some abilities that apply for my strengths." Gerik answered.

"And I've learned at least 5 basic spells. They give you that option here. Being a Mage, you can either start working on one specific spell, and be better at that spell than everybody else on your level, or you can work on multiple spells and get better at each one at an equal rate." Zion spoke.

 

((Did you post Gamlin's Profile? lol, I didn't see 'im. ))


Zephyr stepped near one of the rooms that seemed to have some people in it. He knocked on the wooden door, noticing someone else with magical, levitating cards.

He waited for someone to open up the door, maybe one of them knew where Zephyr was supposed to go.

Zephyr was a little upset that someone else wielded cards as their weapon- he always liked to be the "Unique One", but maybe this was a good thing. At least he had something in common with someone else, and that would be a good first step to making a friendly acquaintance.

Zephyr was never very social, and kept to himself- but then again, no one really noticed him, so to help himself feel better, he would tag himself as "Unique".

"Hello?" He said quietly, peering in through the door's little window.

 

Angelous was bored. He'd got up early, and he was tired. He didn't like some of the other students he'd sen either, while he'd been hiding in plain sight. He'd stalked his classmates to the door, but didn't enter. He heard his name called. But he wasn't going in, oh no. Not nearly dramatic enough. He concentrated on the chair of the one named 'Gerik'. He could feel the flames wanting release. He lit a tiny fire, just under Gerik's rear end, and entered the classroom with a smirk on his face.
"Sorry to keep you waiting. I had.. business to attend to."

 

"Sir, I have a question." Myles asked, completely unaware of the fire happening on the opposite side of Myre. "Where exactly do we GO to get missions? I lost my map. . ." He added the last bit in a mumble. Of course, then the device on his wrist decided to fall apart into a small heap of gears and springs. He facepalmed and began to salvage the thing.

(OOC - I suggest you use a Social Group as a bulletin board for missions.)

 

Zion could feel the heat forming underneath Gerik. "Psst. Somebody's about to light you on fire." He whispered quiet enough so only Gerik would hear.

"Wow. First day too." Gerik whispered back, feeling his seat get hotter and hotter. "Can you put it out?"

"Easily. Water." A small amount of water formed up, hitting Gerik where the fire weas starting. It doused the flame before it could burn Gerik.



"I have a question Professor." Gerik said. "When do the missions start? It has been all summer since I last went on one."