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Current Tene's being productive, happy and cute!
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8 yrs ago
Needa learn to take my mind off all the bad feelings, all the bad thoughts...Slowly slowly getting better.
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8 yrs ago
I don't feel so good Mr Stark - Mood
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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH -the voices in my head
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Yay, it's birthday!....Now whut?
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Everyone seemed less excited now to go on a mission now, knowing it could mean that they were to be kicked out of the course. Still though, it was a coin flip on whether or not they were picked because they were doing good or because they were doing so horribly bad that their professor wanted to kick them out of the class via a dangerous mission. The coin could fall on it's side as well, in which those with the most flexible powers would be chosen and given a chance to prove themselves. The pros outweighed the cons though none had factored in that the mission could probably be dangerous, perhaps even life threatening if something went wrong.

Young naive bunch they were, luckily Chime was too busy being pampered by Sterling's hand to berate them. The lil rat caught his thumb again and began to nibble on it. Teeth as sharp as a hamster, and a whole lotta attitude packed into that tiny body.

As the siren screamed out loudly, everyone but Dante stood. Hands over his ears, he took a deep breath before he attempted to stand. He would have fallen back down had Sterling not shoved him forward into the portal. His ears ringing long after the siren had stopped, head pounding painfully, the nausea didn't help in the slightest. Suddenly, he was glad he hadn't eaten lunch yet or else he would risk throwing up a puddle of sickly red right infront of everyone. Stumbling, he found support in Danny who glanced over at him worriedly, but didn't say anything as he let the older cling onto him. Arms shaking, pale as death though that was probably a norm for him now.

Chime peeked out of Sterling's shirt, snickering at the rather pale faced students. All experiencing their own forms of nausea. The twins holding on tightly to each other, while the boys attempted to appear unfazed by the trip though they were obviously swaying slightly on their feet. Helixio frowning at the mention of a fight. That couldn't be fair, they had just gotten here. They hadn't even had their first lesson and they were expected to go up against more experienced classes? Still, he wouldn't say no if he was chosen to fight, he wasn't gonna back down for anything. He was gonna show everyone just how strong he was.

Animal-communications magick had always been belittled. It wasn't want to be offensive nor was it meant to be showy or over exaggerated. Most mages became guardians of the forest with that sort of magick. Animal sanctuary or gardener wasn't exactly in his top list of dream jobs. He was all too ready to stand up when the referee called for Sterling to send up one of his students. Though he probably was a lil unstable on his feet, oh god when would the nausea pass? Shouldn't their teacher already be experienced enough to cancel out the side effects? How were they meant to fight anything, let alone stand up straight like this?

Luckily, they found themselves once more in the empty confusing hallways before they could even blink. The world suddenly having stopped spinning around them, the ground actually stable under their feet. Many that had felt the bile rising up in their throat suddenly disappear.

"Wah! Mr Chartarum, I can't believe you did that for us!" The twins piped up, eyes shining up at their professor. Looks like Sterling had already gained two admirers. Helicopter mumbled his thanks, unsure whether to be relieved or disappointed that they hadn't gotten to fight. Danny opened his mouth to say anything until he noticed that Dante was still clinging onto him tightly. Man, the boy had a strong grip, but that was expected from the older. He didn't mind that he could do blood magick. It was just as scary as ghost magick, though more people seemed to be afraid of it because of how volatile it was and how much it depended on others. The boy seemed as pale as a ghost now in fact, though Danny knew he was far from death, having long passed it.

Both boys looked up when Dante's name was called and Dante had no time to thank the boy, his first friend? Luckily, the trip this time wasn't as painful and headache inducing this time round. The ringing starting to slowly fade, he stumbled from Sterling's grasp to collapse onto the couch until the world decided to stop spinning.

"I don't see it." The twins interjected while Danny just shrugged. "Lots of people look similar,"

"No way, he doesn't look anything like Mr Chartarum! He's barely half the man of what Mr Chartarum is!" The twins argued back and Helixio just rolled his eyes, trying to seem cool until a paw pawed over his head and Chime clung onto his head making the boy jump and shout. Earning a light slap from the familiar, "Alright lame brains! Time to get things straight! We want no nonsense from any of you! Mr Chartarum is not above losing any unruly students! And I'm sure your parents wouldn't mind either!" The familiar hid his grin as several students paled at his words. Hey, if Sterling was gonna leave him alone with the students, he might as well have some fun, "Now, let me tell you about not where to go, we wouldn't want anyone stumbling upon something they shouldn't see."
Dante stared up at his brother, then patted the seat next to him, "Sit down, you look ridiculous trying to play teacher." He murmured though he had to admit, Sterling looked like he had been doing this kind of stuff for years. He looked so different...he even smelled different. Then again, everyone smelled different now, like...packaged food or canned containers just waiting to be opened. Nobody could tell him what to do with this..feeling. It was like puberty, it always felt like you were the only one suffering and really he was the only one caught in this mess. Closing his eyes, he sighed. Mother and father had packed several vials of...liquid to sustain him, obtained from a local hospital with little question. He hadn't touched any of then yet.

"Why else? Mom and dad needed someone to look after you." He opened his eyes and grinned at his brother, then quickly stopped smiling in fear Sterling would see his fangs. "Anyway....I did miss ya."
Smoking is bad for you kids :3
So, so far

Noire-bimbo
Beezlebub-jock with anger issues
Ferrum-overshadowed younger brother
Charon-heart throb/ playboy/ bad word
Terra-Queen bee
Regnum-good guy with misleading beliefs
Sanare-motherly advisor
Leo-Guy who was believed to never accomplish anything but actually cares.
Blizzard-????
December-innocent cute one with dark past
Sila-????
Anemoli-top achiever know it all/ mystery kid.
What stereotypes are we missing?
I would believe so :p
Parternal twins.
I'm gonna bring Regnum down soon :3
Sleipnir seemed to be thinking the same thing, reaching up to touch his healing cheek. It had almost completely healed over. Albeit it was a slower healing than any hydra would be proud off, it didn't seem to be scaring over so...it would seem that he had inherited more of Edge's genes. He watched Skylark roll over with curiosity, then looked up at the crying pink dragon. He didn't understand why he was crying, but he hated for people to cry. It couldn't have felt good, after all, he never cried when he was happy.

Crawling over to Lucian, he patted the dragon's arm sympathetically, with the type of understanding only a child could have in sadness. And in anger, he glared up at Noire and Terra. He didn't care if they were dragon or hydra, how dare they insult his Daddy and say mean things about him, "Daddy wouldn't hurt anyone." He declared, earning a scoff from Ferrum. Unhindered, he continued on defending his father, "He would help all of you if he could!" His voice faltered slightly though, because Daddy hadn't protected Father when he got hurt....

His thoughts were interrupted when the cyan dragon swung his tail. He watched in horror as it cut through his brother, slicing up skin so easily. He didn't know how deep it ws and he didn't care because he saw red spill out from Skylark's chest. With a horrible wail, he rushed over to him, hand flying up to his wound. Trying to stop the bleeding frantically. He didn't know it wasn't fatal, all he knew was that his brother was bleeding and in pain and the last time he had seen something like that....He had lost his Father.

Big fat tears fell from his eyes as he turned around at shouted at them all, "Do something! Get Daddy! Or Father! Do anything!" He wailed, hands painted red. He didn't want to lose his brother, his twin was all he had left. He had promised to protect him and now he was failing it. "This is all your fault!" He roared, stumbling over to hit the cyan dragon. Tiny fists against the hard scales, a black choking must escaping his body. Hands leaving red marks over the taller male's skin. He struggled when Sanare came to pick him up, like Edge, the baby dragon blamed others first before trying to fix the problem. His struggling stopped though when he was taken over to his brother.

Leo already having rushed over, slicing open his shirt to revel the wound. Sanare set Sleipnir down next to him and then pulled out a chain round her neck. On it hung three clear orbs, full of brilliant clear liquid that had amazingly not shattered nor been vaporized during the whole tossing about. Taking a breath, she withdrew one of the pearls and crushd it in her hand. A thin layer of water gathers under her palm. There really want much left and she no longer knew what she was saving it for, "Be still, young one." She murmured to the child and pressed her palm against his wound.

Sleipnir held his brother's hand tightly, unsure what the water dragon was doing, but trusting in her all the same. She smiled at him and reached over with her free hand to ruffle his hair and wipe away his tears, "Don't worry, it is not too deep, I'm cleaning it." He still cried all the same.

The other dragons and hydras watched in silence as Leo held down the baby dragon to keep him from thrashing about while Sanare took care of his wound. Most averted their eyes, not willing to accept the act of teamwork. Some stared at it curiously, wondering if it could even mean something.
That's up to you to decide :3
The class wasn't like any other class. And out there, the school could compare to no other. Currently, they were akin to kindergarteners. Clueless and completely new to the world of magick and mages, armed with only the little knowledge that the privileged few had from their parents. Chances were though, they had probably never seen another magick user outside of their family. It had been rare for twins to both have the same sort of energy running through their veins even in a magically renowned family. Perhaps though, it wasn't so lucky for Dante to grow up next to a magical sibling, seeing how far apart they were now in terms of skill and knowledge. It was embarrassing to look around the class and realize that he was much older than quite a few of them, and yet he probably only knew as much as the lower half of them did. If he was left behind in class...he would just die knowing how clueless he really was. Still, maybe he had picked something up from Sterling or he would've if his brother had stayed with him longer.

Clueless, volatile and eager to learn, they drank up every word of their teacher, ignoring the angry squeaks of his familiar when he was squished too tightly, purring at other intervals where Sterling was petting him. It was the only way to keep him from berating and belittling the students, purring like a proud kitty.

The students chatted among themselves, eyes shining with excitement over all they had been told. Tales of their own great adventures going down in the hall of Mage fame danced around excitedly in their mind. Danny straightened himself up and puffed out his chest at mention of his own abilities though Sterling had failed to mention only experienced and trained ghost mages would be able to feel disturbances and rifts. Talk of saving the day like a real hero, standing out among the small but clustered group of mages. Never before had anyone been so excited and eager to be top of the class.

Helixio broke the ice again, raising his hand and causing a hush to fall over the crowd, "When will the first mission be and how will you choose who gets to go?" He asked, everyone else eyeing up Sterling with an attentive curious gaze. Even Dante seemed interested, glancing up sideways at his brother in brief intervals. Honestly, it wouldn't be so bad to be picked to go on a mission with him. He knew for sure that everyone was just raring to hop onto whatever bus, car or magic carpet along with Sterling. Regardless of how dangerous they were made out to be, everyone already wanted to be the teacher's pet. If he was picked though...it would give him some time to spend with his brother, even if that annoying rat tagged along.

It would be annoying though, should they be away for any long missions and he would have to keep up on his 'feeding' to avoid weakening himself, oh and dying. Very important to avoid dying. It would prove to be extremely troublesome though and probably troubling to Sterling as well if he had to wait for Dante to hide away and finish his meal because he definitely wasn't going to down blood infront of the boy. Chime would probably tease him about it too...maybe it wasn't all that great to be picked. It's not like they would be able to talk much. Between the mission and the rat, Dante and Sterling had definitely grown apart. He had no place now being suddenly dumped into Sterling's life, being no more than his student. He shouldn't try to interfere with his duties and look for any more. Sterling probably wanted to keep it that way.

Plus he could make new friends here. Looking over at the crowd, Klaus and Helixio already seeming quite popular among the group. The twins were...interesting with their own close connection and thei ever changing hair and eye colours. They were younger, but...age didn't really mean a thing. After all, if it did, he would be closer to his brother than anyone else in the room.

His thoughts were interrupted by the shrill cry of a siren that sounded more like a blaring cry than an actual siren. It shook him, the sound assaulting his heightened senses and making him near keel over as he pressed his hands over his ears. Pounding pain into his head, the world spun and he didn't hear Chime laugh and clap his hands, "Looks like a challenge is going on!!"
Don't worry, there will be a lot of it in the angst coming up :3
It was more of controlling him, idk about the punishment part, maybe leaving their family.
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