Supernatural Academy (An Advanced RP) discussion
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Sebastian and Joshua's Dorm
((Tara: Salmon <3 Their ship name is Salmon.))
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((Psst... Drax, do the rest of the crew know who Nagrom is? Because this could either go two ways: one with Roth being all buddy, big-brother mode, or complete distrust and protective mode :P ))
((Well, they might know of him. He's the prince of his race, after all. And he's acquainted with Almon.))
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A feminine figure not far behind the blonde slapped a hand to her mouth as she stiffled a guffaw at Roth's comical entrance. She loved how Roth could always keep a light mood.
Prince Charming! Though she refused to be less reticent of this topic, but she had to be candid; it was pretty true.
Apon first hearing that they were going on an exploit for the great dragon Skyra, this young female was deeply upset. She had a clear memory of Skyra. She thought that Skyra was the only thing in between a long yearned relationship. The choirs singing with great fervour sounded like they were humming a dirge. The most lovely treats tasted insipid. She was never completely spry but that behaviour did seem strange. But finally, she got over that and decided to do it. No one knew why. Not even her. But to passerbys, she only claimed it to be a mere vocation.
But, Azure expected a private castle where her voice would would reverberate in a grand hall.
She didn't expect a high school dorm room in an academy for 'supernaturals'. You would think a girl of an almost extinct race would think higher than an academy.
And you ask, who is this stunning female with the soft long brown hair and shiny yellowy-gold eyes? The dark eyebrows and tanned skin? Oh, and the pouty red lips. The figure in a very common, fashionable outfit consisting of a white blouse with black cuffs and black laced collars, not to forget, bronze buttons and a flowy short black skirt over silk tan tights, with washed out and worn out blue sneakers.
Why, ladies and gentelmen, this is the one and only Azure Desirae Fuller, at times known as AD to her friends.
Azure followed the blonde boy into the dorm room. She glanced from left to right, took a step and glanced from left to right again, all the while quietly sniffing the scents in this place. It smelt of boys and many other mixed things. She gagged when the scent of un-washed socks stung her nose and decided to stop the sniffing for a while. She watched Almon remove his tie and external wear, hiding a tiny giddy excitement before walking off to look around. She didn't know much about that necklace Almon gave Skyra but whatever it was, it must be pretty magical and awesome. But she wasn't the one connected to it. She couldn't feel wear it was. Might as well pretend to look.
When Nagrom approached them, Azure snapped her head up.
"Almon? He's here all right," she replied hesitantly, not positive but quite sure this man was no threat. But Azure sometimes liked to forget many things. Whether she knew him or not, she could not recall. So, who to turn to but her big buddy Roth who was probably the wisest man on earth! Liar. But still.
"Who's he?" she required standing beside Roth, "Do you know him?"
As his two friends walked through the door, Roth simply stayed where he was, leaning his head against the solid backdrop of the wall. He closed his eyes for a moment, letting Almon take care of the business he had to attend to. By now, Roth was very well aware of just how much this meant to his friend. He was without a doubt that the prince had, well, feelings for this girl that he'd taken a liking to. Why? Roth couldn't exactly say. He hadn't spoken much to Skyra -- hardly at all, if he were to be honest -- and it even surprised him that his friend had found someone that he cared about past the two dragons within the dorm room. To Roth, his friend had always seemed a little disconnected towards the strangers that he met, only ever really showing his comedic aspects to those that he was well acquainted with. This Skyra girl... she must have been something important. Opening an eye for a second and letting it rest on Azure, Roth smiled to himself as he saw her suppressing a giggle. It had always been his task, he thought, to keep things light when they were in perpetual darkness. After all, if he didn't do something about it, who would? Roth highly doubted that either Almon or Azure could keep things that upbeat all the time. Especially when they were in one of their little awkward situations. Though he might have been a big goof and hardly someone to take serious unless he was enraged, Roth was no complete idiot. He could see the small signs that something was amiss between the two. Surprisingly, not a word had been uttered from him on the matter (it concerned him that he might make things awkward between all three of them if he dared to ask that question), but he still was curious on what exactly was between the two -- if there was anything at all for that manner. Who knew? Maybe he was just being unnecessarily paranoid.
Or maybe not.The moment that the door opened, Roth's eyes flickered open, his gaze landing on the black haired male before him. Like the warrior he was, Roth immediately started summing the boy up. He was young, maybe around Roth's own age or even younger. He couldn't exactly be sure at the moment -- age didn't matter too much. Tall and lean, the boy would be someone that Roth might be able to take. With his strength and size, the Platinum was far from easy to take in a fight, whether it be by fists or weapons. He certainly knew his way around a battle. Thinking he had the upper-hand, Roth didn't hesitate in stepping away from the wall and in between the bedroom, Azure, and the boy, protecting everyone he had to in one movement.
Keeping the male under intense scrutiny, Roth felt his shoulders drop the moment that Azure gave out information. Oh, brilliant. Now the guy knew who was here. What ever happened to keeping a low profile and all that stuff? That just flew right out the window, didn't it? "No," Roth spoke, keeping the tinge of agitation from his voice, "I don't-" He cut his sentence off right then, brows furrowing and eyes alighting with a little thing known as recognition. Having kept his eyes on the boy for a little longer, he realized just how familiar the kid looked (kind of stupid how he was thinking of him as a 'kid' when he was the same age as him, but, hey, that just emphasized the difference in build, yeah?).
"Are you...? Oh." The drake's mind completely processed what exactly who this person was and gave a nod of the head, "Ohh..." Though he hadn't really gotten the chance to talk to the prince of the Titan's, Roth had seen him around a few times. The random run-ins seemed to occur mostly at formal occasions and the like where Roth indulged in, well, certain unmentionable activities, but he could recall a few glimpses of the person in his line of sight. Yeah, that was right. Prince of the Titan's. Got it.
"Yeah, I know 'im." As soon as the words had been spoken, Roth heard the voice of Almon calling from the bathroom. Directing his attention toward Nagrom, Roth gave a little bow of the head, "He's a little busy at the moment, but he'll be with you in a minute." And with that, the drake was right back in his position from earlier, though not without one eye on the princely being. Dude might have been royalty, but that didn't mean he couldn't be a spiteful bastard. Roth definitely wouldn't have put it past anyone at this point.
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"Oh? He's here? Good. I'm his assigned guardian. I'm glad to finally find him. I'm Nagrom Dragomn," Nagrom said, holding out a hand. He might look like a spry fellow, but as a Titan dragon, anyone knowledgeable about dragon anatomy would know that their defining quality was raw strength and power, though his human form was balanced between the two. However, Nagrom didn't question if he could take the man. It was his job to be able to take anyone. "However, I'm afraid I won't be able to wait. I need to be able to see him all times, or at least be within a suitable ten-foot distance. So sorry," he said, stepping towards the scent of Almon. He had a job, and his head depended on it, after all. He respected the other dragon, but he didn't have the time to bother arguing with him. He'd make friends with the other guy later. He could always make another friend later. At the moment, he had a man to be with for the rest of his life. Oh what a joyful situation he was in.
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Not to mention that fact that this was an academy for supernatural beings, there was always the ever pressing fact that the hunters could still be out to get her. Who knows what other threat there could be in a place like. Running a hand through his hair, he took a deep breath.
The words of those outside didn't register to him until he'd finally focused the jumble of worries, assumptions, and thoughts that had been busying him. He stepped gingerly out of the bathroom, placing his free hand in his other pocket.
"Who's come calling for me," he questioned, before his gaze swept over the room and landed on the slender dark haired newcomer.
Brows raised, he tilted his head back slightly in surprise. He hadn't expected him to find him so quickly, or at all. To say that he'd left the Prince of the Titans behind was a mere understatement to what he'd actually done. He was supposed to be serving as Almon's guard, but he didn't have much mind for that to continue.
"So, you found me."
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"Ah. Almon, there you are. I don't enjoy this anymore than you do, but it wasn't my choice or yours. Now, I suggest that you just accept that I'm not going anywhere and let me do my job so you don't put my entire race in uproar at the breach in tradition," Nagrom said. Other than that, he had no reaction to the appearance of his employer. He did what he wanted, after all, but he didn't want to have to bicker with the SPOILED TEENAGE BRAT any longer than he had to. He was a prince, too, after all, and he hardly ever got the respect that he'd worked to earn. Now, if the other dragon couldn't handle having a free fight monkey, he could take it up with the king and Nagrom's father.
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(( '... he had a man to be with for the rest of his life.'(view spoiler)
And I'm gonna comment in uno momento seeing as I'm pretty sure that Shu went to bed :P ))
((I love you so much right now Jenna... XD))
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((What say you, Sea? Up for some Nalmon?))
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Azure froze realising how she just provided an unknown man dangerous information.
And she thought Roth knew him. She mentally smacked her forehead in shame. Hopefully everything will turn out fine and...she wouldn't be accused for starting a terrible ordeal...
Then Roth claimed to know of this man causing Azure to breath a sigh of pure relief. She glanced over her shoulder, out the window, waiting for more feedback from Almon. The sight was no large and beautiful panorama but a nice view of school grounds. She thought about the life Skyra would have lead here. Maybe it could have been interesting, mysterious and beautiful Interacting with other supernaturals, running around school grounds...This school would be so fun to explore
Then, Roth's loud declaration snapped Azure out of her reveries. She jogged behind Roth to the bathroom, eager to see this necklace. Almon's voice came from the bathroom. Why the bathroom? She stepped inside, scrutinizing the features of this area quickly before averting her attention to Prince Charming over there. Then, golden orbs met the glowing pendant, or, talisman. Who knew what magic was encased in that Ying Yang design. How...original.
And almon gave her that.
What exactly did they have?
But a ripped necklace in a bathroom in a man's dorm. That did raise some suspicions for Azure. But Almon must have been so sure the pendant would be on that feminine dragon. Azure wondered if he felt a little let down. She wasn't exuberant on finding the necklace, not the girl. But then again, did she really want to meet the girl again? They never spoke much when they were in the palace some years ago.She then looked at the toilet. Nice to know this girl didn't start going to latines.
"So...this is it?" she choked out finally, having interposed any deep lines of thoughts, "May I have a dekko?"
The sudden slang was random. She just wanted to try the word. It did sound pretty weird, not to mention, people probably said that in the 1940s. Not like this was any time for anyone to ridicule her...word experiment. Plus, she didn't feel like she took too much of their time. Not like the necklace will disintegrate in 2 seconds.
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Sensing the creator, the necklace had begun to hum softly in Almon's clenched fist, warmth starting to roll off the stone. It was still connected to Skyra, despite the wearer was not present. Skyra's magic had kept Almon's fueling strong enchantment and added properties. It's original purpose, to control her magic, had shifted into also knowing her whereabouts.
The necklace was ultimately connected to her soul, which was turning a chilling blue, signifying fear and confusion. The warmth was replaced by burning cold. Albeit, that was no problem for a Platinum Dragon. Slowly, the blue stone grew vibrant and light emerged, shooting out between the gaps between fingers in Almon's hand to point to a direction.... to the direction of Darkness Woods. The forest stood, intimidating and with shadows lurking around the one Golden Dragon, whose light was suppose to push away the shadows but now embraced it unwillingly. The pendent sensed what it must do. It must guide.
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((Lol, glad to be a piece of comic relief XD I try so hard.DO IT! FUDGING DO IT!!
*Plans on forcing as many Nalmon moments as possible* And just as a forewarning, I'm going to ship Sebastian and Almon together until the day I die. I can see it coming :P
Tara: It's either Sebastian and Almon or Skyra and Almon :P Must. Find. Way. To. Differentiate.
Oh hello, Shu ^_^ ))
Whoa, wait? This kid was going to protect Almon? Ha, that was funny.
These kinds of thoughts ricocheted through Roth's mind as he gave a little snort of amusement. Regardless of whether the prince of the Titan's had some 'super secret powers of badassery', Roth highly doubted that such a pipsqueak could protect his friend the way that Roth himself planned to. He had years of experience in this kind of stuff, would take a bullet for his friends, and would go to the ends of the earth to see Almon happy. Wasn't that more than enough for him to be qualified for the task? What did this Nagrom fellow have that Roth didn't? That was right: nothing. He had nothing to compete with.
"Look, kid," Roth spoke, obviously addressing Nagrom, "The position of annoying sidekick has already been taken. And I'm pretty sure that Azure can handle that job on her own." That last part was a joke. He'd just finished saying these words when a blast of light cut through the room. Eyes widening a bit as they came to rest on the pendant in Almon's hand, Roth let out a slow whistle. It looked as though it was pointing to something, though that was just a random observation on Roth's part. Maybe it was just a shiny little thing that lit up every once in a while. The thought of Skyra lighting up like a disco ball hit him then and the drake had to fight to keep in the chuckle that was building in his chest. The girl must've been fun at parties.
Roth, yeah, he definitely had a weird thought process.
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"Excuse me, kid, but I am the prince of the race of the most skilled warriors ever to exist in dragon history. If you're looking down on me, then I will be forced to inform you that your preconceived notions of superiority is highly mistaken. Now, on to the more important matter..." Nagrom said, completely throwing off Roth's speech. He had more self respect than to be baited like a wyrmling. That beam of light interested him. "I assume you'll be going after that, Almon? Then I will be forced to go too... Great... I'll have to cancel my plans to have fun tonight. Well, where you go, I go. I intend to do my job well. You're stuck with me, my friend."
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Almon wasn't too keen on surprises.
Or Nagrom at this point in time. He'd never quite known what else the craftsman had put into the necklace, what else he'd added. It was supposed to be a gift, and he assumed that it would have been a good one. However, this was unexpected. The glowing pendant floating before him to point at an unseen location was a surprise that he would make an exception for. Sucking in a breath, he tried to think of what it could be pointing towards.
He held up a hand to silence the Prince of the titans before he could prattle on any further. Though the conversation had somewhat drifted into his favor with Roth telling the prince off, he was a little more focused on other pressing matters at hand. Like the glowing pendant.
"We have to get moving," he said quickly, "before this goes out and lose it."
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((Shall Nagrom get the chance to be epic?))
((Drax: Depends on your definition of epic XD Tara: Lol, that sounds like Skyrim to me XD Haha, I like Salmon though. It's like the fish >w<
Sea: I luff you and your shared shipping <3 (view spoiler) ))
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Azure had to shove a fist in her mouth to help suppress her chuckles. This was no time for jokes and everyone knew that. By 'everyone', she meant everyone except for Roth. Suddenly a bright light shine from the pendent cutting off her giggles. She stood there shocked before shaking her head furiously to travel back to concentration. The pendant perturbed her. She felt so nervous and strange around it but she'll have to trust it to find the all great Skyra girl. Oh well.
She glanced from each person to the other. The Nagrom dude was pissing her off a little with the pride and the arrogance. How dare he speak to Almon like that? That was Prince Almon and who cares if he was the prince of the Titans. Who knows...He could be lying and just a random supernatural paedophile predending to be the prince of the Titans to spy. If the 'real' prince of Titans comes in, it'll prove it. And sadly, he never came. This brat for a prince? Puh lease.
She was glad Almon silenced him. Nagrom shutting up for a bit would do good for them all, according to Azure. Roth never peeved her but strangers did. Roth can just babble for life and she'll still love her big brother figure.
"Yeah, we need to go," she said in reply to Almon.
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I was prepared for this XD))
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G'night, Jennwee, Seawie, Dwax and Tawa!!!!!!! XD))
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"Hello there," the lean Nagrom started, addressing the group. "Has anyone seen my employer? He's a dragon, quite like you all, and, well, I've lost his scent. Troublesome, I know. His name is Almon. Ring any bells?" he asked. Briefly, he wondered why the dorm was unlocked. He began giving a description of Almon. He included heritage, skin color, scale color, eye color, height, hair length, and all sorts of unnecessary necessities. Detail was very important, after all. It would save his neck, and he quite liked his neck. His whole body would look strange without it, and then what would he be? Not the currently handsome and civilized soul that he was at the moment, that was for sure.