Eve thought about all of her training experiences "Well, its the help of my sword I guess, its not your normal metal, I actually have a story for it, the way I found the metal to have my father make it into a katana, but basically, my blade helps me focus much better so I can apply my celestial energy to it, we sort of work together" she thougt about it for a moment before smiling to him "Did you want to hear how I found it?" she didnt know if he wanted to hear her silly little story.
Originally posted by spongeherbob"Sure. We have all night (apparently tongue)," Brad said. He didn't know why but he liked that Eve was opening up to him. She was too quiet in his opinion and he knew that she had a lot of interesting stories behind her but for some reason, she just opted to keep to herself. Brad was going to have to help her work on that, only Eve didn't know it yet.
Eve thought about all of her training experiences "Well, its the help of my sword I guess, its not your normal metal, I actually have a story for it, the way I found the metal to have my father make it into a katana, but basically, my blade helps me focus much better so I can apply my celestial energy to it, we sort of work together" she thougt about it for a moment before smiling to him "Did you want to hear how I found it?" she didnt know if he wanted to hear her silly little story.
Eve gave a smile "Okay, well, when I was about 6 maybe 7 years old I had already picked up the habit of wandering through the woods by myself, I was never a social person as you could probably tell" she gave a small laugh "Well, this time was different, I went very far into the woods, farther then anyone would think to be safe. I came across a cave, it was odd, so I had to check it out being a curious little girl I was. After checking out the cave there was this random crater shaped area far in the back with a big lump of what looked to be metal but it was a pure black, I found it strange and brought it back to my father who wasnt too sure about the thing. I asked him if he could make me a weapon like he did for all the other people who came, after some convincing he made it for me" she gave a small smile as she thought about how proud he was of that sword, apparantly it was the best sword he ever made.
Monday, 7:00 AM
((I decided to jump to Monday morning because...well I was bored. And nothing "special" was really going on. So..........the festival starts at noon. Here's too a new day!!))
Jack woke up in his dorm. He fell asleep over his desk onto of a pile of paper and books. His keyboard still sat on his bed. Jack looked over at the clock: 7:00 AM. Jack yawned as he stood up. He quickly changed into the academy's uniform and his necklace that matched his ring. Jack left his room and headed to the cafeteria. It wasn't really crowded, 30-40 other students and the cafeteria could hold 400. Jack got his breakfast and sat down. He prayed to Aon to bless the food and started to eat.
Bralor got a bottle of green tea and an apple, noticing the person named Jack sitting at a table. He needed to know some of the people here if he would be able to do well. Whether it's a friend or a sparring partner he's looking for, this guy seemed alright.
"Hey you, I'm Bralor. What's your name?" He understood that it wasn't the best or most creative introduction, but he was always one for simplicity.
Originally posted by Arcade Fire
"Hey you, I'm Bralor. What's your name?" He understood that it wasn't the best or most creative introduction, but he was always one for simplicity.
"Jack," he replied not even looking up to see Bralor. Jack just continued to eat completely focused on the Festival of the Moon which would start at noon. The Festival of the Moon was an event to celebrate the start of the Field Exams. There was a party for the students who became a Cielo Warrior which was known as the Festival of the Sun but that's a story for another time.
Bralor ignored it and pulled out a book. It was blue, and he flipped to the chapter called "Manipulating Celestial Energy".
...To alter a mechanism such as a lock, you must note what it is you're trying to manipulate....
He read on until he found what he was looking for.
Text locks are achieved by altering ink particles in paper and transferring them into the same material that paper is. To restore any inked text, the user must first dispel any magic on the text so that it is simply a page with paper-like text. Afterwards, the user must detect the traces of text and restore it by transferring it back into an ink-like state. The text will now be reverted to its original form.
Perfect. he thought.
(Considering the time leap, Spongeherbob, I'm just going to take us to school.)
Brad had a fun time last night with Eve. He knew that she was an interesting person and last night proved just that. He couldn't wait for the festival. He only had a few hours to ask Eve to join him. He went looking for her after he got out of class starting with the garden, her favorite place.
Originally posted by MrCurt061430
"Oh..." Harold said. He felt like an idiot. First he was three days late, and then the fact that there were no classes on the day he finally arrives. "Heh, sorry. I was supposed to be here three days ago. The name's Harold Strife." Harold introduced nervously.
Sebastian was in "Art/Celestial" class, practicing his own eenrgy and concentrating within it. He had no way of training today due to the fact he was very bvusy with a million things to do today. Luckily, this class had a topic on what he was going to practice on today. He figured that a hour will be enough time. The exams were near so for now, he will have to go along with however he.
Monday, 7:30 AM
Jack finished eating breakfast and left Harold, Bralor, and Andrew feeling the need to practice. The Festival of the Moon was in a few hours. Many students were already ready for the festival and talk went around the academy about it. Jack headed to the library remembering he left his bag there last night.
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Headmaster Quiin stood looking out his office's window at the garden. Everything was ready. The king of Igros and his daughter were going to come to the festival. King Samuel Igros XVI and Princess Leyna Igros VI. Quiin wanted everything to go well for the king may be expanding the academy by making an academy in the nation of Maldarian. Two academys in two different parts of Igros would really help.
"I have Delta Squad here," Cecil said standing on the other side of the desk. "They will keep an eye on the king and princess at all times. If anything goes wrong they will stop it. Delta Squad is the best of the best."
"Let's hope they don't come..." Quiin replied.
Originally posted by MadMel
"another physical prowess?" andrew said from behind Harold.."the school will be up to our ears in us soon..like jack said, no classes, so your half lucky, half extremely unlucky..the big exams are very soon....by the way, im andrew, thats jack and thats Bralor, by the way, saw the fight with the mistress, Bralor..not bad on your part"
andrew turn back to harold again, "you need a tour, or just a quick guide?"
"A tour would be nice." Harold replied. He wasn't really all that worried about the big exams being soon. He's had worse luck before.
Sebastian was excited about the festival tonight. He sped through the hallways, jumping off walls when no one saw. He then entered Advanced Histroy class. He then was wondering of the history of his ancestors if they had anything to do with what Sebastian was doing with celestial training. Sebastian sat in class as he awaits the Teacher. He then wondered what to do wear for the festival. He really worried about what he would wear. He wanted to look casual and fancy at the same time for such an event as this.
Eve was hiding in her room, she hadn't left since she had gotten ready for the festival, for omse reason she felt weird about the festival, she couldn't put her finger on what but she felt something. She sighed as she sat on her bed and looked around her now clean room, spending all morning in her room made her realize just how messy it truely was, she found all the things she thought she had lost, like her favorite pencil that she was looking for about two weeks for. She laid back on her bed and closed her eyes, this whole festival idea felt weird to her.