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 Posted: Thu Jan 16, 2014 5:27 pm
You walk into a warmly lit room along the edge of the school, the sun pouring in through the wall of windows. It looked less like a classroom and more like a... book cafe. There were a few small tables with cozy wooden chairs around them along with a love seat and full sized corner sofa. Shelves in front of the windows held a collection of books. From what you could see, there didn't appear to actually be a teacher's desk. Instead, there was a laptop already set up in the corner seat of the couch with a steaming cup of coffee set to its side. There wasn't a teacher in sight, but somehow the room didn't feel awkwardly empty.
Everything looked so inviting and comfortable.
So of course, you invited yourself in. The door was open, so why not?
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 3:47 am
 ~The Male Shade Banshee ~~~~ Rayne~ Rayne flew through the wall in his banshee form. Then he shifted to his shade form. Mostly just shadows. He stayed there before taking seat in a chair in the shadows. The shade said nothing. Closing his yes and waited. Standing up and left as he really wasn't in the mood. His banshee sensed...something.
(exit)
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Posted: Fri Mar 21, 2014 8:22 pm
⇛ Writing is seduction. Lucas entered the room once again, sugar and creamer packets in hand. It didn't look like anyone was here; He hadn't really expected anyone to be.
He sat down in front of his coffee and sweetened it to his tastes. As long as no one was here, he would just relax on his own. Maybe he could even get some work on his novel done. This school was pretty relaxed about its schedule and stuff from what he could tell so far.
Apparently there was also a lot going on he'd probably never know about. It was probably for the better that he stayed out of such matters. He liked writing about fantastical adventure, but he didn't know if he was quite ready to live one of his own. Ravish me with your words. ♡
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2014 11:38 am
~The Male Shade Banshee ~~~~ Rayne~ Rayne ghosted through the wall of the creative writing class. Landing he sat in a seat on the couch. When he did he and Mika reformed solid forms. Well Mika more than him. He looked around. Sticking to the shadows and looked around. He let out a howl that was similar to the banshees as he couldn't fight it back any longer. He cut it off abruptly. "Ill omened all the deaths I've felt...it drives the banshee within crazy. I don't know how much longer I can fight the screams when the death bell doth toll so often the past few days to week. Hark...ill omened tidings."He muttered to himself. Looking he saw the professor. Silently sitting and moved Mika to his lap.
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2014 3:48 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2014 3:58 pm
~The Male Shade Banshee ~~~~ Rayne~ Rayne listened to Mika as he spoke. Looking at him. "Happy? I do not fear for my safety. Happiness is not a term I knew until meeting Mika. Mika taught me what happiness is."He responded in that darkly mysterious way of his yet it held a slight undertone. "I don't know. I have yet to meet the wandering storywriter...our paths tend to not cross yet I have tried. Even if he isn't nice he will never hurt you. I won't let him or any other. I gave you my promise. It is my bond and my word."He responded in a poetic yet distant tone. He looked at him. Nodding his head in response to letting him know. He held him close. His sword was at his waist yet hidden by shadows so Mika wouldn't be uneasy.
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2014 10:10 am
 Mika looked at him softly and gently blushing as he took a small breath nuzzling into him more as he purred a bit holding onto him a bit. "I fear for your safety Rayne, even if you aren't I am worried because I don't want to lose you. But I am happy that I taught you how to be happy and what happiness is"he said gently as he smiled softly. Gently he nuzzled into him a bit as he looked around gently tilting his head a bit. "You see the teacher any where Rayne?"he asked.
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2014 2:07 pm
⇛ Writing is seduction. Having been in the middle of taking a sip of his coffee he nearly spit it out all over himself when the banshee scream sounded like a wail through the room. Quickly the embarrassed teacher snatched up a napkin and wiped the dripping liquid from his lips before swallowing and facing the two new people in the room. He stood up from his seat across the room and on the other side of one of the bookshelves to walk over and greet them.
"Hello there, you two! Sorry I didn't greet the both of you sooner. Welcome to my classroom!" he greeted warmly. "I'm Professor Lucas. Make yourselves at home. I try to keep the classroom feeling cozy to promote creative brain function." He smiled.
"So, are you two interested in writing, then?" Ravish me with your words. ♡
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2014 3:59 pm
 ~~~~ Samuel had heard the noise outside the classroom as he opened the door with a slightly raised brow as he reached up dusting his long slender fingers down the buttons of his white long sleeved button up shirt. He exhaled slowly as his deep ocean blue eyes moved around the room landing on the Professor with a somewhat curious look before looking away from him. He had a slight smile on his lips as he began to walk inside shutting the door softly behind him and continued to make his way over until he arrived at an empty desk with long strides, standing at an average height of 5 ft 9 in tall though it was as if his legs made up the majority of his body. Sitting down he crossed his legs at the knees silently leaning back against his seat as he placed his backpack on the floor next to his left foot. Samuel was pretty calm today as he reached up pushing a hand through his messy black hair to get it out of his face. Fishing a notebook out and a mechanical pencil, he flipped it open and kept his eyes on the professor. His curiosity about the man seemed evident as if there was some inspiration there, his eyes taking in every little detail of the man's face, his hair, his clothing, body language and the way he carried himself with speaking.
He moved his eyes back down towards his paper as his hand began to move across the page writing things down. The whole time he never spoke a word aside from giving the occasional smile, he seemed like a quiet, calm, and maybe even polite individual. After a moment he stopped writing as a mildly frustrated look came to his expression, he began to faintly tap the point end of his pencil against the page. Making a tch sound as he tore the page out and crumpled it up stuffing it into his bag and began again on a fresh page starting over on what he was writing. ~~~~
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2014 4:00 pm
Blinking softly and gently Mika looked up from his own lap and saw the teacher but he made no movement to get up from the position he was in, especially since he was comfortable here. "Its alright Professor Lucas, we thought that you were busy and would greet us when you could so its perfectly alright. But it does feel cozy here so you are going a very good job at it"he said gently as he clung to Rayne's shirt slightly.
"But Rayne here is signed up for your class and he is showing me around and letting me see which classes I would like to take. I'm Mika by the way sir and I do like to write or well I think what i do when I have free time is writing"he said gently scratching the back of his own head slightly.
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2014 6:32 pm
~The Male Shade Banshee ~~~~ Rayne~ Rayne looked down at Mika and rubbed him behind the ears. Yet again thankful for his heritage. This kid threw him out of his element and comfort zones just by being near yet at the same time he liked him near. He hadn't experienced happy or liking of things before. He looked at the boy. "He is in here. I can hear the hearts and sees the souls hourglasses. Even though I do not see the man himself he is in here somewhere. I am sure I startled him when I lost control. Are your ears alright?"He asked worriedly. He hadn't had time to warn or cover Mika's ears from that howl. Just then the teacher spoke. He nodded his head but said nothing further. Yet another hourglassed person walked in. Looking at the male who walked in. Looking to the professor. An arm moved to ensnare Mika against him when he felt him clinging to his shirt. Laying his head on his trying to provide comfort he wasn't used to giving others. Or being used for it for that matter. He merely nodded his head.
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2014 8:47 pm
⇛ Writing is seduction. In a way it was kind of cute watching how close and cozy Rayne and Mika were together. Normally a teacher might say something about a student sitting on another student's lap, but Lucas wasn't going to bother. They seemed comfortable, why ruin a nice thing?
"It is nice to meet you, Mika. And you as well Rayne." He smiled at them both. "If you like writing you'll like this class for sure, but just to let you know I don't really have any lesson plans for today. It's more of a getting to know everyone kind of day for me, really."
His shimmering green/blue eyes scanned across the room to spot another student who had entered and had seated himself at one of the desks in the room and started writing. Lucas had looked up just in time to see the boy ripping out a page from the notebook he'd been writing in and crumple it up into a ball. Lucas smiled softly, sympathizing with the frustration the boy was experiencing but also soaking it in as he so often did with human emotions.
The professor strode across the classroom and stood before the black haired boy.
"You know, even if you're unsatisfied with your writing, sometimes it is a good idea to save the pages and go back to them at a later time. It's always good to be able to compare the good and bad to see how you've improved." He offered some advice. "Also, I know that desks are nice for writing at, but you are always welcome to join me over on the couches." He gestured to the other side of the room. "I am professor Lucas. What is your name?" Ravish me with your words. ♡
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2014 9:13 pm
~~~~~Samuel raised a slow brow as he moved his eyes from his notebook up the Professor's body to his face and tilted his head to the side a bit as he got that curious look on his face leaning back in the seat so he could look at him. "Hhmm." he mulled slowly before a smile came to his lips, "Who said i was going to throw it away. I just didn't want to look at it" he stated plainly. His demeanor remaining curious and yet calm as his eyes were searching the professor's face before he glanced down at the desk he was sitting in and then towards the couches. "Ah." he chuckled a little, "Of course.". He replaced his notebook into his backpack before gracefully standing up and holding out his hand stretching those delicately slender fingers. They were like a pianist's fingers but there was slight callouses in places where his pencil sat against his fingers. It showed that he did write quite often, "My name is Samuel Dragomir. Its a pleasure to meet you Professor Lucas" he almost purred the man's name with the way it rolled off his tongue.
Though not meaning to, it was the natural way he spoke as he waited for the man to shake his hand. If he did he would smile at him as he shook his hand for a moment and if he didn't he would pull his hand back and reach down to pick up his backpack so that he could move to the couches instead of sitting in the desks.~~~~~
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2014 9:35 pm
⇛ Writing is seduction. Lucas grinned as he shook Samuel's hand, showing off a dazzling smile that transformed his face into that of a model in a photo-shoot. "It is a true pleasure to meet you as well, Samuel." After he let go of the younger male's hand he led him over towards the couches. Lucas himself took a seat on the loveseat and reached back behind him to grab his own notepad off of his desk close behind.
"So, what kind of things do you like to write?" Ravish me with your words. ♡
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2014 9:44 pm
~~~~Samuel smiled a bit more brightly as he got an even more curious look about him before taking a seat on a couch opposite of the Professor. He placed his backpack down and recrossed his legs getting comfortable as he relaxed fishing out the notebook again. "I like to write Fiction. Stories that may or may not be based off people I met in my life time or a character I might come up with." he stated simply, "Though right now it can only be a simple hobby, I hope to develop it further once I graduate" he said softly as he ran his fingers along the spine of his notebook. Oh yes and this teacher had definitely put a spark of inspiration into him on first sight, He was letting his mind run rampant with it too. Of course he wouldn't DARE let anyone read any of his works, they were far too...embarrassing for him to share them with anyone ontop of the fact that the ones he thought were good remained unfinished currently. He wrote a lot of different genres for fiction stories, most of it depended on his mood or what he felt when he met or thought up the person or people that would be included in the story.
"What about you Professor, What is it that you like to write about" he asked brimming with curiosity about what made this particular teacher tick. He just looked like he was choke full of secrets and interesting things. Though the curiosity may fade eventually, Samuel was soaking it up right now. ~~~~
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