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Post by Garrett Andvari on Apr 6, 2013 1:04:23 GMT -5
Andi hummed snatches of several songs as he shuffled through the papers on his desk. It was Friday afternoon, freedom was so close! And yet so far . . . The Headmistress had sent him another file as thick as his thumb on one of the new students that had been shipped in over the last few months. The girl was one he knew by name, and had seen once or twice passing in the hall, but had never spoken to. Worse, he had only spoken about her once or twice, so he didn't even have the advantage of another professor's opinion - other than that the girl was pleasant enough and reasonably hard-working. Instead he'd had to actually read the file that had been sent to him, and he was frankly sick and tired of these. First Lukan, and then Walker, and now this one . . . When exactly was he supposed to get the down time that he was due? None of the other teachers had to spend all their free time in a classroom catering to the latest student!
The control teacher heaved an exasperated sigh and threw the papers down. Now he'd gone and ruined his mood . . . and it didn't help that the girl's power was one that made him more than a little apprehensive. This was not something he'd come up against before. Sure he'd seen acid-emission, but never this kind . . . and the notes in her file were not optimistic about her control ability, so there were about a hundred and fifty ways this could go wrong. Andi slumped back in his seat and frowned thoughtfully out the window, fingers tapping on the desk as he waited for the newest student to wander through his door. |
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Post by Ezra Gomez on Apr 6, 2013 1:38:14 GMT -5
Ezra ‘heels were slowly but surely being dragged down the hall as she walked to the place the headmistress told her .She was nervous about where this place was she Ezra couldn’t exactly remember what the headmistress told her. It worried her slightly but then again she was getting out of math class and she had a certain neutral relationship with the subject. She smiled at the thought and she walked down another turning hall and she turned the knob to the door as she entered the room. She looked around the class room was small and had mops and cleaning supplies.
She put her face in her palms mad at her own stupidity as she back out from where she came and she walked into the girls bathroom for a quick check ash the girl thought a spider web might have gotten in her long black locks. Nun had but she stared at herself in the mirror and she practice a smile like the smile she would show to the teacher she was meeting. But that idea change when she started noticing the black putrid smelling acid in her mouth. She tried scraping it out like she did before but no use so she wiped the black acid on the think leaving it to sizzle and melt the sink. She then quickly walked to the right classroom and she opened the door to the room. Smiling the same smile she did in the mirror she tried to appear relaxed but she felt nervous and a little queasy but she was able to spit out the words but really fast to get them out. ”Hi im Ezra Gomez.”She brushed back a long black strand of her hair to get out of view and she kind position herself like her body language. Slight nervousness.
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Post by Garrett Andvari on Apr 7, 2013 23:07:32 GMT -5
She was late. Not by much, true, but he wasn't in a patient mood, so it felt a lot a longer. Andi had abandoned his desk in favor of the window, hands folded behind his back and mouth twisted in thought. Fen was going to be frantic - or, well, as frantic as that dog ever got - if Andi didn't get to take him for his walk tonight. Worse, Andi would be in a foul mood, and poor Fen would have to hear about it, and it would ruin the whole thing.
Andi breathed an irritated sigh and turned - just in time to see the door swing up and a student step in. She was younger than he had expected her to be, with lots of dark hair and a very nervous smile. It was almost enough to cool his temper. Almost. "Miss Gomez . . . you're a little late. I'm going to assume there is a good reason and not pursue it." He stopped to sigh and collect himself. If she was being sent here, then she was new and inexperienced, and it was probably not her fault that she was late. Maybe it had only been nerves and she'd been dragging her feet . . . He tried to remember that as he moved to stand across from Ezra. "Well, I imagine the Headmistress warned you, but I am Professor Andvari, one of Silas's control teachers. If you've been told to come here, then you're having some trouble with your powers. I'm going to need you to explain your power and what kind of problem you're having so I can start trying to help." He was pretty sure he was coming off more curt than he meant, but it had been a long day and he was tired. |
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Post by Ezra Gomez on Apr 12, 2013 16:48:22 GMT -5
She felt like there was slight announced in his voice like as if he should be the one annoyed she was the one with the devil inside her. But maybe she was taking it was wrong or…not she sighed “Yes sir” With no mockery in the tone just a deep sadness that was waiting to come out again.
“Sure I don’t know what you mean by power…but the devil is inside me. Since e I was young I’ve cried black tears that melt things and burns people at the touch. My pries back in Miami told me what’s in me is darker the the devil himself. And when I run I sweat the black putrid liquid and it’s also always in my mouth as spit.” She opened her mouth to show him. ”But when he consumes me I can’t see anything all is black and its leaks from my ears then I can’t hear. An then my nose and I can’t smell. Then I vomit it and im engulfed in the black…. Devil.” She stood there now feeling even more horrible. Why did the devil choose her as his monster, his slave, his living body.
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