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Synth Kane

The boy, Runik, decided laughing at his comment would be such a wise decision. If only he knew, but secrets were secrets; and such a one couldn't be disclosed. Not that the boy had anything special going on about him, but it would be unwise to make a display at such a time, especially with the Heir within the vicinity. 

Then the blonde woman, one he had never seen before approached. And, from anyone seeing his eyes, they could see he was burning holes straight through both her clothes and her with a certain... Stare. Not a glare, as such, but one he gave to people he... Liked? If someone were to pay close attention, they would probably be pretty disturbed at the mere thought of what the guy was thinking. Though, it was probably left unknown for the best of reasons.

"Please, mister Kane, if you think that the fighting would've stopped so easily, you are more naive than I thought you were. You still haven't seen a thing of what the Eye is capable of."

Hold on, she wasn't implying that she was smarter in the knowledge of either combat or the Heir, maybe both, was she? If only she knew too, but that, too, was best left for another, more suitable time. The next comment about it being the teachers choice actually made him smile a bit, considering the previous comment. 

"I'm afraid you are the naive one, my lady. The fighting may not have ended of its own accord, but the Eye would have stopped it for sure. Unless there is something about the Eye that you know and I dont, I suggest you speak up, or step away. I can tell you are new, otherwise you would have realised your place by now." he paused for a moment, his smile turning into a very serious expression that would give chills and second thoughts to anyone. And, just to make sure, a shadowed hand reached out invisibly from the ground and gripped the blade, preventing it from being pulled from its sheath. "But dont let me stop you, continue if you must, or you can walk away. Fighting will result in only pain for you, and it wouldn't set much of a good example for the new, extremely hot teacher to be beaten in a one on one duel with a 35 year old, now would it?" and in the last comments, his expression changed from the serious face he had displayed back to that with a smile. 

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Edgar Quantus

Edgar sat and watched as everything went on around him, and everything seemed to ignore him. No one really noticed the ball of flames, and everyone continued the riot. That was until Alastair, the bastard teacher who could have very well been a student, stepped out and electrocuted some people. One bolt flashed above his own head and hit someone behind him who had been causing a nuisance and threatening to cast spells. The old teacher, Synth, walked up to one of the students who had been shouting at Alistair, and then went back and proceeded to talk with the bastard. And to top it all off, the blonde one went to speak with him about it, though he didn't exactly seem best pleased. The ball of fire had dissipated, thanks to the loss of magical control by the one who casted it coupled with the allowance of temporal normality from its captor. Everything continued, and only then did he notice something. There was a pain, dull but noticeable, in his right eye. Not only that, but the rune there had been activated without his consent. Did he overuse mana or something? No, that couldn't have been the case; he had a pretty damn big mana pool and almost never had to worry. So, could it be that..?

"Wonderful! How did you do that?"

Edgar slightly flinched at the sound of a younger girls voice beside him and the clapping that went along with it. He also realised that, without his knowing, he had brought his hand up and was massaging his slightly throbbing eye. He would just have to go wash it out with some water, since there was probably something in it. Turning, he looked at the girl was looking directly at him and clapping, seemingly impressed by his magic.

"H-Huh? Y-You mean the time thing? Thats my magic, m-manipulating time." why the hell was he stuttering? hadn't he pretty much established he didn't have sexual feelings or attractions, or was it that he had never actually spoken with a girl before? His parents did decide to let him chose who to marry, if anyone, so... snap out of it, dude, its all good. No one knows, at least not right now he thought, rubbing his forehead slightly before turning back to the girl.

"I'm Edgar, Edgar Quantus, year 4 Naturalis Mage. How about yourself?"

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