Occultia Academy

John felt a bit hurt that the teacher laughed at him. He had asked a question and John had replied to his full ability. It wasn't right that the teacher laughed at him. Correcting him, fine but not outright laughing. But still he gave the teacher a short nod, showing him that he had understood. He then returned his gaze onto the block and continued to make notes.

John's mother had told him to stay away from dark forces before she passed away and he had sticked to that path. He hoped that this teacher wouldn't lead him in on that path. It was scary and wrong. It was true that John didn't know much about dark magics. After all why would he? Light magic could also be used to summon good spirits and heal wounds. However, knowledge of the dark side could perhaps help him to defend himself against it... but also tempt him.

He then briefly looked up and over to Vega. He noticed that she flinched slightly. It confused John a bit however. He the looked over at the other girl, whose name he didn't know. She had an interesting device which she made notes with. John wondered briefly how you used that as he hadn't seen one of those before.

The clicking from Listella's reader had been muted as soon as she felt someone's stare on her. She had plugged in her headphones and was now listening to her notes being repeated to her in a monotonous voice that she hated so much. When she was done, she saved it by pressing a button on the right-hand corner of the machine. She looked up at the teacher with inquiring eyes before clearing her throat softly. She had felt an itch digging in her vocal cords and it was bugging her ever so much. Hoping that it wouldn't turn into a cold, she sighed.

Morpheus looked at his student and smiled as he spoke "I hope i didn't offend you i was laughing at the stereotypical statement you made not you in general my student."Morpheus then sat at his desk and looked at the clock. He then wondered what to begin next period and what to end the class with.

Listella looked up, blatantly bored now. The teacher was saying nothing, and it was as if the class was over. She looked over at the clock and cursed at herself silently. She couldn't read it anyways. She pressed a few buttons on her reader and found the time. She looked back at the teacher and tilted her head to the side, in a questioning way.

"Are there bells?" she asked.

Morpheus looked at the girl and turned his attentions to her as he spoke "Yes we do not have that much longer so i will go ahead and dismiss you all, good evening students." Morpheus stood as he walked out heading to the munch room to grab a bite if he could also to meet some of the other staff.

John looked up again as the teacher explained himself. John simply nodded in response. He wasn't the one to question the teacher's study plan. It made him feel a little better that the teacher hasn't laughed against him but he still didn't think it was something a teacher should do. As the deaf girl asked the teacher if the lesson was over, John frowned a bit. It seemed rather rude and disinterested to ask something like that. However, the lesson was apparently over. John looked over his notes. It didn't feel like they had gone through a lot. He then put his block and writing gear into his satchel before he got up and started walking to the exit.

Listella nodded and began to pack up her reader. She didn't like this class very much after what the teacher had done to her eyes. She ran a hand through her bangs and put the reader into her messenger bag. She stood, adjusted her robes then put the bag over her shoulder before quickly leaving the room.

{Next post in Mathmatics}

"Excuse me?" Listella asked as she walked into the Math class, her steps light and careful as she came into the room. She looked at the teacher and then smiled meekly at her. "Excuse me, but do you happen to have a reader's copy of your math book? I'm afraid I can't read the board, posters, or books due to my disability." she explained, her voice kind.
That was the one thing that she had forgotten to get before coming to the school- the one thing she had forgotten to ask her father for. He's not my father... she thought to herself angrily. He's a traitor...
Rather quickly, she pushed the thoughts out of her head, focusing on the answer the tacher would give her.

Mary Entered her classroom well before any of her students. She had the place primary set up. A couple of motivation posters here and there, A cabinet filled with glass jars of all sorts of things. Nothing too dangerous of coarse. The same room was used for Latin and herbology. So it was a mix of all three in the large classroom. Which to most would seem very strange, but hey, it worked. Her classroom was arranged slightly differently from other rooms. For one it had five rows of seats in a stadium fashion, circling the classroom. The doors were in the back, with her desk towards the front of the room. Facing out towards where the children would sit. Along the left side where a student would walk in, was a row of windows. Facing out towards the gardens. There were a couple of plants in the corners near the windows. One small tree with a variety of fruits attached to it were always a crowd interest.

Mary walked forward, down the steps. Dropping her purse onto her desk before stepping up to the chalkboard, and elegantly writing "Miss Mary Post" in beautiful cursive.

Waking up took a while. When he finally opened his eyes, wincing at the light coming through his window, Lapis swore and rolled over to look at his clock. Nearly 9:35. Didn't he have a class at ten? Wincing and cursing through his hangover, he crawled out of bed and started searching for his schedule.

Last night had been fun. He had snuck out after hours to prowl the town. He couldn't remember that much of it though. It had been around dawn when he had stumbled into his room, he knew that much.

10:00- Survival of the Fittest. Eh. Yawning, Lapis stumbled into the shower. When he came out of the bathroom, he was a bit more awake. Pulling on a pair of skinny jeans, a baggy sweater, and his boots, the white haired young man made a face at himself in the mirror and tied his hair up into a ponytail so he wouldn't have to brush it. With that, he strolled out and headed towards the dinning hall to grab some coffee. As far as Lapis was concerned, worrying about being late to class happened to other people.

Having dismissed her students already, she had been collecting papers from the quiz she'd given out. Hearing a voice by the door, Sotaria glanced over and smiled. "A reader?" She asked, nodding. "Of course I have a reader. Let me get it." The last part had been a mutter as she looked in a drawer for what she'd been looking for. Retrieving the device, she moved over to the girl. "Where would you like to sit? Today we are just going over rules."

As soon as Morpheus dismissed his class, Vega then stretched her taut muscles. Just sitting in a chair for quite some time irritates her. She just wanted to move, or possibly mess with the violin for a while. She had listened to the whole exchange between Morpheus and the blind girl and made sure to take note of their personalities. The blind girl interested her greatly.

'Ah, well. Socializing like that can wait,' Vay thought, gathering her notebook, looking over the brief notes she made. There wasn't very much, apparently. With a deep breath, she then walked over to the Mathematics classroom, where her next class was.

[ Going over to the Mathematics Classroom ]

Vega entered the room, remembering the times when she had to go over tables and tables of numbers with her elders back at home. Through the years, she had a lot of mixed feelings about that. But she didn't know what to expect this year, so she decided to keep an open mind about it.

Looking over the classroom, Vay realized that the blind lady had the same class she had. She pulled her schedule by making a pulling motion with her two fingers in mid-air and noticed that she was going to have the same classes with her, since she can deduce that they were both first years. 'Which also means John is going to have the same classes. Huh. It wouldn't hurt to get to know everyone better,' she thought, nonchalantly listening to the teacher's and Listella's little conversation.

"Anywhere is fine. I can see, but I can't read ink or electronic screens. I can only detect sonar waves." she explained looking down as she took the reader. She turned around and saw the girl from the last class. She smiled politely before sitting down in a seat in the front row, the own closest to the door- as far away from the window as she could possibly get.

Pah, you silly girl- scared of windows now? a voice in her head asked. It was another one of those thoughts that didn't belong to her, but the alternate personality her... scientist tried to implant in her. She closed her eyes and tried to bat it away, slightly annoyed with it. I am not. Its just easier for me to make an escape if I have to. she replied simply after she made the voice go away. It didn't happen often when the voice appeared, but it came occasionally and she learned the hard way not to reply out loud.

John walked into the classroom and looked around. He noticed that he was the last one to arrive. Worried he might be late he quickly walked across the room and sat down besides Vega. He gave her a short nod in greeting as he sat down. He then picked up his books and pens. 'Mathematics...' he thought with a sigh. He did not like that particular subject. Hopefully he would find someone to help him with it. He then looked at the teacher and waited. He had noticed that the deaf girl was going to this class too. He therefore assumed she must be a first year too. 'I bet she likes math... she said she was a science girl' he then thought and glanced at her.

Time has passed and it is now mid October. Homecoming is tomorrow night and all the students are excited for their first real event on the academy groups. Love blooms and happiness is everywhere. Those without dates know that they will still have fun as this event is supposed to be enchanted and magical.

Some students have since left the grounds due to family issues or personal reasons. Teachers have come and gone, too. But, for the most part, the school remains the same.

It is now Friday morning, the day of the dance. You've got a day's worth of classes to push through. Once done with class, you get to attend the first ever HOUSE GAMES challenge. Two members from each house - one male and one female - are to represent their house in a series of small games that range from talent shows to hunting games. The winner of this event will get to decide the theme for the dance and will get first dibs on entering and also get to stay out late that night.

So, how are you going to be spending your Friday?

Ryota yawned, it had been a long and hard year, artwork being enchanted and running a muck, having to clean up after them. His dorm was a mess and it was hard for him to get everything under control and straighten up, though that did not bother him so much considering what was on his mind was the annual games. "Ah, Jaden!!!" he said to his friend as he waved at him, hopping slightly towards him when he spotted the male a few feet away from him.

Grin on his face and hands in his pockets, the raven approached the magical rabbit man. His mood had changed drastically within the past two months. He went from being sullen and stern to light-hearted and friendly. Had it not been for Mary and Ryota, Jacen might still be that sour professor all feared to have.

Now beside the rainbow haired male, he let out a laugh. "I can't believe I'm pitted against my two best friends. Whoever will win? Maybe the Superhumans will come in and make quite the uproar? Or do you think your Magicians will claim victory a second year in a row?"

While standing there in the courtyard, the male's green eyes scanned over the faces of the students. Tomorrow was the day the games began and the day the events ended with an evening dance. It would be interesting. The past two weeks the classes had been prepping for these games and the two best students from each class were given a chance to gather their items and spells.

"I think this year's games will be most enjoyable, even if the Shapeshifter House loses. We have some great contestants this year so it will be a challenge, for once. Ha ha!"

Nathanielle looked around the school courtyard half perplexed, half.. something. From what she knew she had classes in a while but with no actual direction she wasn't going very far. She passed her hand over her bag and lifted out her schedule.
"Math." she looked around the school again, She saw people in the courtyard but felt too new to speak to anyone, "Where do I have Math?" she looked at the schedule again, "In the math room." she let out a bitter laugh, "How original."
She put it back in her bag and looked around again. Her purple eyes scanned the crowd in disdain. She lifted out her phone and looked at it so she wouldn't look lost at least. Today was supposed to be some dance, she remembered but she couldn't be lost, lonely and stag. She might as well ditch the day.

"Ah the shapeshifters will more then likely win this year." Ryota said to him as he smiled, liking the change that had happen to his friend over the last few months here. "As for my magicians, well I made it tougher on them these year since they tend to have an advantage over everyone else." he said to him as he chuckled, clapping the male on the back as he ran a hand through his neon colored hair, still feeling a bet uncomfortable in human flesh than he was in his normal rabbit demon form. "It well certainly be very interesting this year, maybe the games will last a lot longer then last year." he said to him as he chuckled, looking at the students and fellow teachers, this was certainly was going to be a very interesting year, but unlike last year where his house had easily claimed the cup of the others. He had set some very strict rules to give the other houses a chance to win it, though he did want to win it again, to have a two year winning streak would be the best for him right now. "What about you Jaden? Aching to have the shapshifters win this year?" he said to him a bit teasingly as he nudged him a bit as he walked to the lake.

Moving along the edge of the lake, Nerine had decided to, skip a class that day. She didn't really feel like going to her first class. She more or less wanted to take a break before the big events started.

The games. The games was something she'd always looked forward to. She enjoyed watching the two chosen students battle it out with the other houses. This year, she was going to actually participate as one of the chosen students.

She wasn't exactly confident, but hell.. Her competitive side would never allow her to lie down and let the others take the honor of winning it. If they Did win, then.. what the hell would they pick for the theme?

As of yet, their house had only won once. The Magician house managed to get it last year, and they were from the year before. Hopefully.. This year they'd be able to snatch it from the other houses.

Brushing back a few locks of hair from her face, the woman sat down and leaned her back against the bark of one of the trees.