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diatuooc2019-04-10 10:56 am
magicademymods) wrote in diatuooc2019-04-10 10:56 am
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Test Drive #4
The Scary Door
The classroom door looks different today, bearing a few small but noticeable scratches on its upper corner -- and also it happens to tremble, as if with excitement, the moment anyone reaches for the knob. That gives it away. This isn't the classroom door at all!
And it isn't the bathroom door. And it isn't the door to the staircase. And it isn't the door to the hallway. But wherever you go, there's this door that really, really, really wants you to open it, and it doesn't seem to take 'no' for an answer...
Acting in Concert
One thing anyone sharing a campus with Valhudor students must accept is that every once in a while a performance just appears out of nowhere, much in the way of a tornado and with the same ability to suck in anything nearby as collateral damage. Today what looked to be an innocuous group of musicians heading back from class turned into a flash concert without warning. Not a bad thing for a music-lover, actually, and listening to their pleasant tunes only got better as more students saw the opportunity and joined in.
Right up until the drama students showed up and promptly hijacked everyone nearby into a play.
So here you are, in Fantasticked finery, trapped in a bit part in front of a growing crowd. The two ringleaders of this disaster appear to be putting on an entirely improvised performance about two warring houses, because apparently they love stage-dueling (and have had three different scenes of it so far, each of them so sexually charged the allegory is barely allegorical), while the orchestra merrily matches music to action. As for your role? 'Improvise!' they said brightly.
And like that you're up, across from a partner who clearly did not enter this voluntarily either. Better think fast... the one thing uglier than a crowd who have a performance ruined is Valhudor students who have had their mating-dance-slash-play ruined.
Definitely Not Worrying
The spring day is perfect. Bright blue sky without a cloud in sight, sunlight that pushes the perfect temperature just onto the side of 'pleasantly warm', a gentle breeze that drifts over the grass and cools what the sun warms... it's bliss, if not outright soporific, and almost everybody is outside lounging in the grass and enjoying just how wonderful it is.
Then Headmaster Birony comes tearing around the corner of a building like the hounds of hells are at her heels. "Hello, students!" Despite her bright smile, she doesn't break her stride for a second as she zooms past. "Run like hell! Chaos bees!"
And that's when the swarm of chaos bees races around the corner after her, wings filling the air with a deafening buzz.
Now the thing about chaos bees is that they resist magic of all forms, and they have their own particular magic that makes the results of their stings... highly unpredictable at best. You might have your hair turn white, or your skin turn blue. You might blow up like a gum-chewing girl in need of juicing, or feel the uncontrollable urge to form a gang, snap your fingers, and have a dance-fight to drive the Jets out of town. Whatever happens, the effect is never permanent, but maybe Headmaster Birony has the right idea.
Late Night Party
Without a curfew (and with good sound-protection spells on the Towers), students don't always go to bed like responsible adults. This party is still going strong at 3 in the morning, lit by balls of color that float in the air and full of music and dancing and just-for-fun mage dueling that is just a little more dangerous than it should be thanks to it being far easier to talk someone into a late-night mage duel when they're tipsy. As spells crack against each other and feet slide over the grass in time with the beat, everyone's having fun! Even party-poopers can find another wallflower to talk classwork with while enjoying the snacks and the drinks. What a great place to meet fellow students and socialize!
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Kirby is very used to head pats and hugs so he gets his willingly with a bright smile. He lets go and nods his entire body before he begins walking on his tiny feet, hiccuping and changing colours. At least that's all that's happening.
Oh wait. Fumu said he should try introduce himself to people who wanted to help him and get him food. It usually was very helpful to know who he was thanking too.
"... Hiiii! Kirby! Kirby!" He waves as he walks. Kirby! That's him!
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Hendrik said nothing as they walked but then was surprised when the pink slime started waving and saying hi. It took him a moment and his eyes focused right on the waving other.
"Your name is Kirby?"
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"Kirby! Kirby! Kirby!" That's a yes.
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So he gives the other a smile. "My name is Hendrik and I am pleased to make your acquaintance, Kirby."
He's still concerned and he did have a promise to keep so then he nodded. "We shall arrive in a moment to get you cured, so you will not have to suffer much longer."
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"Hic! Hic!" Actually the colour changing is getting a lot less frequent now, although his tongue still hurts. He's excited for the honey and that's helping him stay distracted, all smiles as the Gekronus Maius student practically skips along.
"Poyo!"
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The honey was thick but he wasn't sure if diluting it would somehow reduce the potency, so he just left it as it was. But again he told himself to make sure he (re) learned a healing spell because one would come in handy right about now.
But once it was ready, Hendrik turned to Kirby and nodded. "This should give you ease. So let us see that tongue of yours so I may apply this."