[IC] League of Assassins

[AlidaMaria]

Freja simply cocked an eyebrow as the seemingly young man mocked her words. She looked at his back as he walked past, all light had disappeared from her eyes, making them appear even icier. She had clenched her sleeve the moment the man appeared, but as soon as it was clear that he was no immediate threat, she let go of it. "They get cockier every year." She simply said, assuming that the ill-mannered man was a student. Perhaps he felt awkward among these people he didn't know, but that was no excuse for acting the way he did. The snake by his side was unsettling, to say the least, but Freja wasn't responsible for the students' pets, so she let it slide.

With a forced smile, she turned her attention back to Sabriel. "I'd love to go with you next year. And yeah, you're right. He must've done enough to deserve what he got, that's not really what bothers me. It's his eyes. You know? Don't they haunt you in your dreams as well, the ones you ki-" She was interrupted by her own loud sneeze. She smiled rather sheepisly at Sabriel and chuckled. "But first things first. How about we drop our things at our rooms? I feel like taking a shower really."

[TheCheshire]

Sabriel nodded her head at Freja's words."Yes, that they do, but I actually believe he's a new teacher. You know my father, he had to scope everybody out. He has files on everyone." She said with a small chuckle and again patted her friend's arm. She listened intently to the woman's words before the sneeze happened. Sabriel couldn't help but smile widely at the girl's sneeze. "My, my. Yes, a shower would be best. It would warm your cold little bones, come." The taller woman said, walking down the halls again with her friend off towards the teacher's rooms. The two had become quick friends last year when they had figured their rooms had been right beside each other.

"You would love Spain, I'm sure of it. Also, we need to visit Rome. We have a home in the country and it is simply divine." Sabriel said with a smile to her friend. Backtracking on the previous conversation, Sabriel's eyes held a serious light in them. "About the lives I have taken and your question; no, I do not think about them. I do my deed, take my payment, and I leave. When I leave, I leave all luggage at the door. My first kill had been the easiest kill, it was my second kill that was the hardest. It was than that I realized what I had done and how it affected others. The man's daughter walked into the room after I had just slit her father's throat. He was a pedophile, he would pay to pray upon young girls. He had actually taken ill pictures of his own daughter and used them for recreational purposes." Sabriel's voice fell off for a moment as she cleared her throat.

"That was unbeknownst to the girl. To her, her father was a good man. She thought that he loved her and that she was his shining star. What she didn't know was that her own mother had contracted the kill, she snapped at that moment and flew at me. It was unnerving, I had killed a man but I had been afraid of his eleven year old daughter. I went home that night, covered in the man's blood. I felt hollow, like I left something behind, or that that man's daughter had taken something from me when she attacked me. That night my own father cleaned the blood off of me as I sat in the bathroom floor, tears running down my face. He taught me that I had done a service to the world. That even though I had broken his daughter's heart, I had saved her body and her mind from sick deeds. He taught me that we did not take jobs that we did not seem fit. We did not kill children, we do not kill in lover's spats, and we do not kill in revenge. He explained to me the many different types of kills, how you had to lose your humanity to make the kill and not lose your sanity." She chuckled at those last words.

"Now, I do understand how crazy that might sound, but I am a hired gun. An assassin of the passion arts, my beauty is my greatest weapon; however, my father did teach me that even an assassin has morals. My dear Freja, you must learn to lose your humanity but remember your morals. There is a fine line there and many forget it. This is the greatest lesson we must all know." Sabriel said with a warm smile and patted her friend's arm again.

[notdeadyet]

As I walk away from the women, I stop briefly at the end of the hallway. If one could see my face, im clearly confused. I had been so caught up in the details of this extra ordinary campus that i had neglecte to remember my destination. It would be hard to believe that an assassin, much less a professor here could be so easily distracted. That was just a weakness of mine that occasionally pops up. I turn three full circles observing my enviornment, and then i stop, turned 90 degrees from the two women. I face down to look at my precious snake, and begin hissing.

"Nyagna what on earth were we doing here? Why does it apear that have found our way onto some sort of school ground, and why is it that we see no children running amock?" Of coarse none of this could be understood for it was in parceltounge. Given the lack of ability to understand what I am saying or where my eyes are looking, do to them being less like eyes, and more like purple lightbulbs in my skull, one may think i was looking over m shoulder back at the women and hissing about THEM to my snake! The overall air of my actions would make me seem even more abnormal.

"We were going to the teachers lounge to wait for somebody more familiar with the canpus, or classes to strt. You are a teacher here! Dont you remember sending in the appication?" My snake hisses back to me.

"But where could the teachers lounge be?" Our conversation was begining to echo throughout the halls, filling what seemed like the entire campus with hissing!

"How should I know? Why not ask them? The ones you seem to have insuted?" My basilisk waves her head towards the two women, and i turn my head to look straight at them. I shrug in agreement, and begin walking over to confront them. A cold expression hangs upon my face, and it would be quite easy to mistake my aproach for an attack. My pace is fast, and as i aproach the air chills yet again. As i aproach, within 10 yard of the women, my basilisk hisses out. "WAIT!" Its a sharp loud hiss, that could seem threatening to anybody who dosnt understand parceltounge. "I have a BETTER idea!"

I pause 10 yard from the women, with menacing eyes starring now blankly of into space. One could feel im not starring at, but through them. "Just go in both directions!" My basilisk calls out to me. I mentally knod in agreement, and turn around once more to listen to my basilisk idea. Now i am completely ignoring the existance of these two women. After all, humans do bore me so with their frailty, so why should i interact with them further?

At the end of the hallway, where the split begins, I pause once more. This time, i kneel down, and lower my face to within a foot of the floor. I open my jaw wider than should be humanly possible, and several dozen smaller snakes of varrying races pour forth. They swarm along the hallways in not just both directions, but also the direction i came from. Each has glowing purple eyes, identicle to my own, and they each hiss periodically, to inform me of what they find. I then return to a stand, snap my jaw in place, whipe salva off of my face, and walk down the left path, whilst my snakes scout everything out. Being hatchlings, looking into one of their eyes wont petrify a person, but it will certainly slow them down for a bit.

[notdeadyet]

After the awkwardness of the first day had passed, Jynxs uses a map he had asked some student for, and uses it to find the dungeons. This is where he would hold the morning session of chakra/ energy control. After all, nothing stops ridiculous super powers quite as well as 40ft of reinforced concrete underneath a magical school. Anything that CAN damadge the school past that would have leveled it anyways.

He dosnt have too much time to set up since he was so late, and resultantly, Jynxs putts padding on the walls, and a slab of slate behind his desk to act as a chalk board. Then he uses hi last moments before the bell rings to make sure that the door is unlocked, but capable of unlocking. "Just in case one of them gets the big idea that they want to try a rampage." He thinks to himself. And with that, the bell rings signaling everybody to head to their classes. An announcement is made saying that chakra contro was moved to the dungeons.

As I walk back to my desk, I chuckle to myself. "Never had an official job as a teacher before. Ive only ever taught pairs of 2. Wonder how this will end up." For whatever reason, sitting on my desk seemed to be the most outrageous of things. My basilisk nyagna slithers about the room, moving in an out of desks. A gentle hiss fills the classrom. "Oh hush nyagna. That is not the sort of way to speak about the students haha!"

[a00000000000]

Mystique closed her book and put it in her bag as soon as she heard the bell. She put her bag over her shoulders and walked out of her room, taking out her map. She read it over and looked over to where the classroom was. She walked along the building until finding it and going in. She looked over the place without much care, and spots the basilisk. She approaches it and looks over it. "Pet basilisk?" she presumes, and takes out an apple. "Does it like fruit?" she askes before setting the apple infront of it. She doesn't like most animals, but the ones she does are always the most dangerous ones. That, and cats.