Magical Teacher Professor Landry! - Chapter 1: Just a Normal School

[SinrXIII]

Kohana was annoyed.

He'd been walking around the school all day, and -still- couldn't find the damn room he was supposed to be in. He'd never been great with directions, it was true, but this damn school...

The place was just too damn big for his taste. he wasn't used to being somewhere with so many rooms around. The plains were one thing, but this many buildings, rooms...

It was a nightmare, really.

He'd found a quiet place by the schools fountains to rest at, since he'd been walking all day and was now incredibly tired. One thing kept running through his mind as he stretched out on the edge of the fountain.

"This school is turning out to be one big pain in the ass."

He pushed himself up, grumbling and running a hand through his long hair. Muscles rippled under his duster as he started to walk towards the nearest building. Which one was this? Well, it didn't really matter, they all looked the same to him.

Not that he was looking carefully.

He stretched lightly as he walked down yet another hall, grumbling to himself. He passed several rooms, one of which held a strange looking lady teacher wearing a lab coat and glasses, and a few students. He pressed on, agitation moving him. He bypassed several other students as he moved, paying little attention to anything except walking.

"Damnit, damnit, damnit, damnit! Where the hell am I going?!" He growled out, quickening his pace. His duster flapped with each step, showing off his shirtless torso rather blatantly.

Again, not that he was paying attention. He was content to walk through the halls, dodging students and faculty alike as he searched for room Q-111.

[Riin Whitewind]

The swimmer was a little shocked at the bluntness of Shinobu's question. Wasn't there generally a little more small talk, a bigger screen of politeness between dealings of humans? Sao's smile didn't waver, doing her best to maintain her confident veneer.

Waiting for a reply, the ogre speared another piece with a fork, causing a gush of red juice to fall onto the plate. Sao dodged the judgemental red gaze, feeling a little ill. Sacrifices of meat were reserved for elder dieties, not minor spirits such as Undine. The hunk of raw meat before her dining companion made her uncomfortable, but she wasn't about to try and take it away from her.

"I do want something. It's my first year of classes here." The Undine sat, taking a bite of salad and watching as Shin shovelled steak into her mouth. "I want a friend, I don't know any of the other students at Amaranth."

[Girasol of Chaos]

Shin smiled, not out of friendliness, but being genuinely impressed by Sao's bravery. It was a good chance to flash some tusks at the girl, one more shot to scare her off.

"I do want something. It's my first year of classes here. I want a friend, I don't know any of the other students at Amaranth." Sao set herself down and began eating some rabbit food, avoiding a direct gaze.

Seeing that the smaller girl still remained, Shin nodded. "Well then, I guess that works." The application of steak to mouth resumed, but more deliberately. The food had almost entirely disappeared, giving her time to observe the new pupil. Sao still looked uncomfortable, but would apparently endure.

"So uh...you're new here too then?" Shin's voice wavered a little to match her eyes, slightly confused by the undine's reaction. The oni's gaze was now more out of curiosity. Blue was creeping back into Shin's irises- the non-aggressive norm. "Where'd you come from?"

[Steel Shadow]

Adeline sighed again. Climbing up here had seemed like a good idea at the time. Well, parents aren't here for another fort- She checked her watch again, forty-three, she amended mentally, minutes. Shrugging, Oh well. Adeline reached behind herself, before grasping and pulling her braid forward. I'll find something to do.

She began to redo the braid.

At least this place is quiet.

"Hi there!"

The chipper greeting rang out from behind Adeline, as a blue baseball cap appeared over the edge of the planter. Slowly, it became clear that the hat was supported by the head of her red-headed classmate, as Diana Tear's face rose above the edge of her commandeered seat as she clambered up what must have been a 3 story drop, supporting herself with her makeshift hand-holds and unstable looking ledges despite how heavy the various equipment bags she had slung over her shoulders looked.

Diana had quickly realised she wasn't properly equipped for interviews after homeroom, and headed back to her dorm to pick up some gear she hadn't expected to need. It turned out class wasn't going to be as boring as she'd thought it would be! Clearly, she'd need to go all out. But, of course, by the time she'd gotten back to the class room (Who's idea was it to put the class and the dorm in different buildings, anyway?!?) pretty much everyone had left.

Slightly put out, Di had decided to get some more footage of the school grounds, and some preliminary club introductions. Pretty much none of her clubs were meeting today, however, so aside from a few interesting shots of people messing around in Drama, Di had mostly been wandering around the campus. Well, wandering isn't really the right word. Clambering would be closer. Everyone knew the higher up you were, the better the view. Which brings us nicely to Diana and her current victim. How fortuitous she was to find an escaped classmate! Now to explain the situation to her as clearly as possible.

"I found you! Yay! Ok, hold still a sec, I need to -hup- get up there and get the camera -ooof- all set up!" Di scrambled at the stone surface, her fingers somehow finding purchase in the rock, and she managed to drag herself up onto solid ground, equipment and all. "Heee, that was a long climb. But worth it!" She half sighed, grinning broadly.

What followed was a blur.

Adeline discovered in short order why Diana's best friend/room mate kept her away from the coffee. The girl was doing everything at once, from setting up her camera on a tripod, to checking the lighting, to a rather unnerving inspection of Adeline's make-up and clothing. All this seemed to occur in what felt like three seconds.

And then Di was sitting next to the poor girl, microphone in hand, the camera whirring to life. camera whirring to life.

Diana's hair imperceptibly shifted colours, becoming a deep, rich crimson that shone in the sun. She would have been very embarrassed about that if she'd known.

"Hi there fans! Heehee, I hope you all don't mind the set-up here, I was just so excited, I had to do this right now! Here I am, ready to introduce you to one of my new classmates and friends, Miss Sue! I'm sure you'll all love her! Let's get started right away, so you'll all get to know her pronto! Here goes!"

And with that, the Director extrodinare turned to Adeline and launched into a series of questions. "So, Miss Sue, why don't you start by telling us your full name?" she asked in a soothing, yet unquestionable tone from which there could be no escape. "And what is it that you do? Don't be afraid!" Di smiled calmly again, picking up the pace. "Where are you from? What classes are you taking? What are your interests? What are you interests romantically (Don't worry, my blog judges no one!) Who are you interested in romantically? Why!? Really? Wow."

She took a breath, her usually meagre chest bobbling. "And now we're past the basics, make yourself sound interesting in exactly 30 words! Or face the penalty... Oh, and finally! As we all know, you're running against Ms Sao Opallios for class president. Have you any response to your rivals accusations that you are unfit for your uniform?"

Important questions needed answering.

[Overcast]

Meanwhile, down at the bottom of the Field of Honour , far from the probing questions of Diana Tear that most assuredly were terrorizing the poor Adeline sat four boys staring up at the evening sky. A ritual born of old friendships, that had invited a new connection into the tradition. Jay Miles found himself captivated by the natural beauty of the campus once more after all the amusement of the clubs. All of this goodness was a bit more than he was used to, and in the silence he found a few words he couldn't help but say,

"...I like it here."

Ignoring the obnoxious Scot this place seemed like a haven, a beautiful new start of something truly excellent. John Helenski let off a bit of a smirk as he felt himself compelled to speak as well,

"We like having you here Jay. Even if you are a bit of a scatterbrain."

Daniel felt like chiming in now that they were making fun of Jay, as was his nature,

"And maybe a bit too stiff."

Allen got a nudge to the ribs by his room mate letting him know that it was his turn to be a jerk,

"And a bit flat."

Jay laughed out loud at it all. He didn't mind the ribbing, it was all something he could improve on. They had said before that the real beauty of hanging about here was the serenity and the silence. And also just the mysterious reason of having a big ass stone block with a garden on top. It was a lot to contemplate, but they typically thought about nothing, or everything. It was a time to soak in everything you had figured out that day, and maybe think about what you were going to do tomorrow. Free to leave of your own volition and embrace the ending day.

Allen stood up first, walking off to his room, keen on listening to some music to figure what the next big chorus project was going to be. Then Daniel, not revealing his plans, which only made them seem even more suspicious. Then John, figuring that Jay could use just a second alone to let the whole world he had just fallen into finally take perfect root.

And he sat there at the bottom, still entranced, a smile on his face.

He was happy.

[Teal Mage]

"Hi there!"

Hands half way up her braid, Adeline jumped in surprise. Unfinished braid falling forgotten from her grip, the brunette's head whipped around, hazel eyes narrowed in suspicion toward the voice's source.

A floating blue hat.

Adeline's face grew visibly pale.

"I found you! Yay!" The hat rose a few more inches, revealing the face of her red haired classmate, Diana Tear. "Ok, hold still a sec," Eyes now wide, a stunned Adeline Fletcher watched in blank amazement as the short blue eyed girl struggled to hull herself onto the third story of the Field of Honour, "I need to -hup- get up there and get the camera -ooof- all set up!"

Diana succeeded moments later.

"Heee, that was a long climb. But worth it!"

"Th-there are stairs..." Adeline offered half-heartedly, moveing her finger toward the case of stone steps that connected the garden to the ground. Diana, already busy rushing around the cube-shaped planter her new-found-victim was using for a bench was obviously not interested in listening. Adeline had a sinking feeling that she'd lost any chance of escaping this situation already. For a movie director, Diana could move quickly!

And was also looking way too closely at her face.

"He-hey! Stop that!" Adeline shoved the personal-space invader away.

Diana, seemingly unperturbed, recovered quickly. Before Adeline had time to so much as blink, she suddenly found the amateur director sitting beside her on the planter, microphone in hand, and camera set up in front of them.

It was recording.

...had Diana's hair just gotten redder? And were those black sparkles floating around her!?

Adeline rubbed her eyes, trying to get the crazy out of them.

Diana was talking to her camera. "...was just so excited, I had to do this right now! Here I am, ready to introduce you to one of my new classmates and friends, Miss Sue!"

"That's not my na-"

"I'm sure you'll all love her! Let's get started right away, so you'll all get to know her pronto! Here goes!" Diana finally took a breath, before allowing her blue eyed regard to slid from the Camera, to her target, "So, Miss Sue, why don't you start by telling us your full name?"

Arms crossed and obviously displeased, Miss Sue replied flatly. "Adeline Dalia Fletcher."

"And what is it that you do? Don't be afraid!"

"I'm a student." Adeline deadpanned.

Diana retaliated with rapid-fire-cheerfulness, "Where are you from? What classes are you taking? What are your interests? What are you interests romantically? Who are you interested in romantically?"

"Quebec, I'm in the Riding, Archery, Newspaper and Fencing Clubs, I'm not telling you and that's none of your camera's business."

"Why!?"

"Ask in two weeks." Shutting her hazel eyes, Adeline tossed her head defiantly.

"Really?" Diana seemed slightly put out. "Wow." Taking a breath, the red head marshalled her courage and tried another tactic. Returning to her chipper persona, the amateur director glanced toward her camera, "And now we're past the basics," The girl returned her blue eyes to Adeline! "Make yourself sound interesting in exactly 30 words! Or," Diana paused momentarily, "face the penalty..." She trailed off, eyes glittering malevolently in the evening sunlight.

"What?" Adeline frowned at the strange girl. "I really don't want to."

Diana did not seem willing to accept that.

"Uh." Quickly recalculating, Adeline counted her used words on her fingers. "Well-" Eight. "My parents are scientists who do that weird evil laugh thing, and I live off campus with them in the city." She had one word left.

OhgodwhatcanIsayinoneword!?

"I-"

"Oh, and finally!" Diana cut in, right at the thirty words mark, "As we all know, you're running against Ms Sao Opallios for class president. Have you any response to your rival’s accusations that you are unfit for your uniform?"

Hazel eyes widening, Adeline jerked back in surprise. "She-" Expression tightening, the brunette shut her eyes and crossed her arms beneath her modest chest. "Well, I didn't want the job anyway. For all I care, Sao can take it if she wants it so badly!" Suddenly, Adeline had leaned in close with Diana, the girl's green, amber and brown eyes boring intensely into Diana's own blue ones. "Professor Landry just said I was a Candidate, got it?" The brunette's lightly tanned finger pressed against Diana's chest to make a point. "I didn't volunteer for the position!"

Adeline let out an indignant laugh, snapping her head away from Diana and putting distance between the red head and herself again. "But if Sao is so desperate to be President of that Psychopath's class that she'd start insulting me! Well." She crossed her arms again, still facing the direction opposite to Diana. "I'll just have to destroy her on the campaign trail!" Eyes flashing, Adeline's eyes and finger whipped toward Diana's Camera.

"You hear me Sao! I won't rest until one of us is completely obliterated and left choking on the ashes of the other's victory! Prepare for an Election Season like no other!"

[SinrXIII]

The action at the top of the stairs was entertaining, Kohana had to admit. Or at least, it sounded that way. The native had his hands tucked into his pockets as he slowly ascended the stairs towards his newly chosen vantage spot.

All day, Kohana had been wandering around the school, his ire rising steadily as room Q-111 continued to elude him. Some hunter he was supposed to be.

"But hell, what's the great Kohana Akecheta supposed to do? Track a room by smell? It's not like any of these places are any different. Cities are so annoying." He'd been repeating himself most of the day, growling and cursing as he failed and failed again to find the room he was supposed to be in.

This was no different as he ascended the stairs to the gardens above.

He'd spotted the building from a ways off, and decided if he couldn't find room Q-111 by wandering the school, maybe he ought to just climb something and look for entertainment.

"Looks like I found it, too..." His head cleared the stairwell, and orange light bathed his now bare chest; his duster dragged the ground, as he'd taken to carrying it in his right hand as it swung at his side. The tattoos on his chest and arms, Native American patterns stylized in what appears to be black ink, were visible in the fading light of day, though the ones on his back were obscured by his long and straight black hair. His face remained free from obstruction, however, as the bandanna on his head held his hair at bay.

That wolfish grin on his face tied the whole image together nicely, as he stood to the side of the girls and slung his duster over his shoulder.

"Heeeeey, you city girls aren't bad. Maybe I'll warm up to this place after all... You, you said Landry, right?" His grin broadened and he offered his empty hand.

"Kohana Akecheta. We're classmates."

[Riin Whitewind]

Blissfully unaware of Diana Tear's slander, the other contender for Class President dined next to her new friend. Her new friend who she would immediately have to lie to.

Quickly taking a bite of salad to quell her initial urge to babble, Sao thought fast. Finishing the bite, she smiled, hoping Shin couldn't read the lie between her words.
"I stay with my foster father, Kirk. Before this, he headed the groundskeeping at Bowood House, in Wiltshire, England. The gardens here at Amaranth were modeled in the same style, and they wanted his expertise."

The swimmer paused, then added the natural counter - "What about you?"

[Girasol of Chaos]

All precious meat had mysteriously disappeared from Shinobu's plate, allowing her to lean back and observe her new friend. Something seemed...off to the oni, but she shrugged it off as Sao's nervousness. Besides, who *wouldn't* be intimidated by the 'do? Idiots, that's who.

"So the gardenin' dude is kinda your dad? That's cool." An awkward pause was placed here as Shin realized she had nothing intellectual to say about anything plant-related. A cough before continuing " I'm from Japan, not that I look it. Short people everywhere and all." The oni's hands entwined behind her head and cradled her neck in a relaxed pose, elbows jutting outward. "My parents kicked me out of the house, so I'm stuck here. Not much at home anyways."

As if reminded, this was followed by a cautious, half-caring "So what did I miss in class today? Anything important or just the old 'welcome to class' crap?"

[Krylo]

It was shortly after class and Dal walked out of his room shortly behind an annoyed raven haired woman whom hadn't seemed to enter it. As the woman left, however, Dal called after her, "Remember, tomorrow morning," with a smirk on his face that elicited nothing more than an annoyed huff as she stormed away.

The smile on Dalbhach's lips faded quickly, however as he realized he still had no idea how to--

"Well well well, if it isn't little Mr. Nuada," came an irish accented voice from behind him. "Caged like a little bird."

Immediately Dal's face split into a grin as he turned to face the spritish youth leaning on the wall behind him. The other boy's clothes were crumpled and his hair a mess even greater than Dal's, but he could hardly be called unattractive even with the impish, almost malevolent smile, stretched across his face.

"Mister Goodfellow," came Dal's response. "I was just looking for you. I believe I could use your expertise." An arm gestured dramatically back toward his door, "If you would simply enter my office."

Puck sprang up from the wall with with a snorted, 'hah.' "Only been 'ere a day and you're already makin' trouble?" He asked as he rolled toward the door way, "How could I say no ta bein' involved in on o' your schemes?"

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A few hours later Dalbhach Nuada was walking the halls of Amaranth High, tossing a small vial up with a wide grin on his face before snatching it out of the air and sliding it into his pocket with one fluid motion as he swung open the doors to the cafeteria and walked in like he was walking onto a yacht.

Picking through the food, the young man quickly had a plate that was surprisingly unhealthy for something that appeared mostly vegetarian. Various berries littered his plate, along with a slice of pie, a bit of angel food, a brownie, and a cookie or two, all covered with whipped cream along with a couple of bottles of fruit flavored sodas.

An amalgam that quickly found itself on the table right next to one very large girl with a mohawk, and across from a very singular Ms. Sao Opallios. With a never ending smile that would have most likely been charming in most circles, though one could hardly judge how an oni would react, the slender boy introduced himself. "Ah, you're the late arrival, yes?" he asked. "Name's Dalbhach Nuada, but Dal will be just fine."

Sliding into his seat and opening a bottle of orange soda with a hiss he quickly moved his attention from the larger girl to Sao with a single minded attention. "I see you've already met Sao," he spoke, his eyes on the undine though his message obviously meant for the oni, "She and I will be working together in home room."