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Post by Kimai on Jan 5, 2010 18:07:16 GMT -5
"I," it stood straight and touched its chest with a flourish, "am Kimai. Kimai was, ah, simply removing itself from the court of a once-cherished ally and going home. It... is unsure as to what precisely it is doing here, but assures its dear patron it shall depart as soon as that is ascertained if its services are not up to par."
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Post by jonathanharris on Jan 5, 2010 22:44:30 GMT -5
For the last several minutes, Jonathan had been content to merely watch the chaos around him and spy on Ian. People were leaving - not unhappily, but they were leaving. The snowball fight had been amusing, and watching the argument between Hitoshi and the boy Jonathan didn't know was fun, even from a distance where Jonathan couldn't hear what was being said. The irritated looks were enough. But Jonathan was now bored. All the fun people had left and Jonathan really had nothing to do but start harassing Ian, which was fun but not original in the slightest.
The second that the door burst open and the... thing... walked in, all of Jonathan's attention snapped quickly to it. For a few moments, he stood stock-still, just staring at the thing. The moment he recovered, however, he leaned forward against the table and grabbed a cookie. "Holy shit." He said to himself, making no effort to ensure that no one else heard. "I believe I have competition for the 'biggest freak of magic and nature' award..."
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Post by Veronique Poulain on Jan 8, 2010 2:18:39 GMT -5
Veronique narrowed her eyes at the--thing. Whatever it was.
"And can you give me one good reason why I shouldn't have you removed at once?" she asked, her voice dangerously calm. "You are neither one of my students, nor one of my staff. I'm getting a little tired of so many intruders, frankly. It seems that every time I turn around some strange and unknown being is trouncing through my door asking for refuge. Can you do anything useful?"
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Post by Kimai on Jan 8, 2010 2:23:01 GMT -5
One side of the thing's hood twitched. Twitch. Fingertwiddle. "Er."
"Kimai can- Kimai can teach?" it tried. "Kimai... knows much of politics. Werecreatures. It can learn? Keep children in line? Wash floors? Make coffee? Kimai makes astounding coffee. Kimai can be a secretary? Unpaid!"
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Post by Veronique Poulain on Jan 8, 2010 3:13:33 GMT -5
"I'm not quite sure if--" Veronique stopped, blinking at the thing. "Did you say unpaid? And you can make coffee?"
Veronique ran her finger over her lower lip contemplatively. Himmel had been incredibly neglectful of his duties recently... And it did say 'unpaid'... "You'll make coffee every morning? Do paperwork? Can you teach art? German?" She paused. "Well, how hard can that be. Throw paint at a canvas and make some disgusting noises in the back of your throat and you have those covered, no? Very well, you can take over Himmel's responsibilities until further notice."
She smirked, glancing over at Jonathan. "Also, Kimai, you're in charge of that. Do with it what you will, just keep it from destroying my things or disrupting my school. Can you handle that?"
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Post by Kimai on Jan 8, 2010 3:21:36 GMT -5
Kimai blinked. Wow. She bought it.
It looked at Jonathan.
"Yes! Yes madam I can do that." Bright, pointy-toothed grin.
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Post by jonathanharris on Jan 8, 2010 5:30:33 GMT -5
Jonathan devoured the cookie, never taking his eyes off the... whatever the fuck it was. It seemed... retarded or something like that. Jonathan couldn't really tell, and he really didn't care. There was something that was weirder than him around. That was... unusual. Very, very unusual.
And then it turned and started at Jonathan. The boy blinked a few times and looked back at the thing. "What the fuck is it looking at?" He mumbled to no one in particular. Fuck, if it gets me caught and thrown out of the dance... mother fucker...
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Post by Baratoge Kazari on Jan 8, 2010 13:24:29 GMT -5
Kazari, who had not been too far away from the cookie-devouring boy, managed to turn her sudden bout of laughter into a hacking cough. She left the dregs of her drink on the table and went to duck behind a group of taller students.
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Post by natalieburns on Jan 9, 2010 10:03:37 GMT -5
Natalie slipped back through the doors, shaking the last vestiges of water from her hands. She stopped just inside and looked around. People had left the room while she'd been gone. What happened? She shook her head and started back across the room. The party was dying... it might be time for her and Ian to leave as well.
Then something caught her eye, and she stopped. A very familiar black-haired boy was standing near the refreshment table. Natalie gaped. What the hell was he doing here? Her fist clenched. If he was responsible for this... and if he planned to do something to Ian... then Natalie would skin him alive. She set off towards the refreshment table. Jonathan was not ruining her night.
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Post by jonathanharris on Jan 9, 2010 10:11:59 GMT -5
Jonathan dropped his cookie at the sight of Natalie striding towards him. Shit shit shit shit SHIT! He looked around for Ian. The mage was standing at the end of the refreshment table, just on the other side. Well, Jonathan had to do something to Ian or his night wasn't complete. Time to just make something up on the spot.
Time to show this thing what kind of responsibility the headmistress bitch just saddled him with.
"You know what?" Jonathan said to himself. "This could be fun." He suddenly pulled himself up and onto the refreshment table, kicking the tray of cookies onto the floor. "Attention!" He called, waving his arms. "Hey! Everybody! Look at me!" Jonathan set off down the table, kicking plates of food and cups of hot chocolate off the table as he went, smirking and twirling his hands. "Ladies and gentlemen, it's been a lovely party. It really has. I'm so pleased to be at a school where I get to watch pointless teenage drama unfold in front of me without ever having to do anything about it. It's like living in a soap opera."
He reached Ian and stopped. Seizing the boy's hands, Jonathan yanked him up onto the table with him. He maneuvered his hands and Ian's around so both of Ian's hands were clutched in one of Jonathan's. "Folks, it's been a blast. But I think the party's over. Of course, you know me. I like to go out with a bang."
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Post by ianharris on Jan 9, 2010 10:14:12 GMT -5
Ian struggled to pull his hands out of Jonathan's. Where the hell had he come from? Had he been here the whole time. Out of the corner of his eye, Ian saw Natalie hurdling towards them. Please let her get here... please let her get here...
"Jonathan..." He said, his voice rising to a very high-pitched level. "What... er... um... put me down?"
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Post by jonathanharris on Jan 9, 2010 10:17:36 GMT -5
"Never." Jonathan said, his grin spreading to unheard-of levels. Raising his voice again, he waved his free arm in the air and twirled his hand dramatically. "Ladies and gentlemen, I have only this to say. Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!"
Then he placed his free hand on the back of Ian's head, pulled Ian's head in, closed his eyes, and proceeded to plant his lips directly on the stunned mage's.
Who said revenge couldn't be fun?
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Post by Kimai on Jan 9, 2010 12:59:41 GMT -5
Kimai stood there curiously as Jonathan knocked the bleck-smelling cookies off the table and made his silly little speech, still facing in the direction of the throne. Was this a bad thing? It wasn't actually told what keeping the boy in line meant- though it was now certain it was correct about which one it had surmised was Jonathan.
It heard the whining of the other boy and the sound of the kiss, and figured that whether what the boy had done was correct or not, making a scene after hearing that probably meant he was disobeying, or at least needed to be chastised.
Kimai took a few brisk steps over towards Jonathan, hopped up, and grabbed the back of his neck with one leather-gloved hand. It yanked hard as it fell, pulling the boy away from the other one and sprawling him onto the floor like a kitten.
It stared down at Jonathan's face, gripping hard, and spoke nonchalantly. "Kimai is not sure of the disciplinary policy of this fine institution. It will obtain a copy of all appropriate policies by the morn, though if need be it will away the night locking you in a closet and sitting on you. Please be aware of this, annoying twit-child, and do not attempt to escape the Kimai's pledged justice."
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Post by jonathanharris on Jan 9, 2010 18:09:25 GMT -5
Jonathan had to actually bite his lip to keep a giant peal of laughter from escaping. "Well, Jonathan thinks that... what was it, Kimai?... Jonathan thinks that Kimai is overreacting. I was only trying to spread the Christmas spirit. And by spread the Christmas spirit, I mean... actually, I mean spread the Christmas spirit. I was bored anyway, so if Kimai wants to spend his first evening at this piss-hole babysitting me, it's more than welcome to. Or it can just dump me out in the hallway and let me go about my merry way. Happy Hanukkah and all that."
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Post by ianharris on Jan 9, 2010 18:19:15 GMT -5
Ian fell back off the table the second Jonathan was pulled off him and landed on his back. His ears were burning and his blood pressure had probably risen to untold-of levels. He was very aware of dozens of eyes staring directly at him. His hands began to shake and he stared at the floor for a few seconds, willing everyone to go away.
When they didn't, he stood and dashed from the room, shielding his face with his hands, attempting not to break into tears from embarrassment. In front of the whole fucking school...
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Post by natalieburns on Jan 9, 2010 18:23:54 GMT -5
Natalie's blood pressure was also rising to unparalleled levels, but not from embarrassment. Her hands were shaking almost as badly as Ian's were, but Natalie's hands were more focused on not dismembering Jonathan where he lay. When Ian dashed out, she hesitated, not sure whether to beat Jonathan to a bloody pulp or go after Ian. She chose Ian. But not before giving some choice words to Jonathan.
"Jonathan Harris, you motherfucking bastard!" She shrieked at him. "You've messed with the wrong bitch. It's on. Do you hear me? It's ON!" Then she turned and hurried after Ian, leaving Jonathan to face the new... thing.
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Post by Joseph "Peace" Emberlain on Jan 9, 2010 19:50:08 GMT -5
Peace blinked.
"Wow. That was the most awkward first kiss ever," he said to the person beside him in the ensuing baffled silence. "Did he seriously just run off crying like a six-year-old girl who got her pigtails pulled? Poor guy."
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Post by Kimai on Jan 9, 2010 19:56:50 GMT -5
Kimai grinned broadly. "Kimai is not a he, Kimai is it. Kimai is also very glad you are accepting this, and will spend precisely as many nights babysitting you as are required or expected by the Queen. Thank you."
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Post by Notos Aetai on Jan 9, 2010 21:07:05 GMT -5
Notos rolled his eyes, please he could do much better.
"Hey dipshi... uh Jonathan, that was kind of lame. But if it's kiss your not-so-secret-crush day, well then?"
He ran fast taking advantage the distraction almost jumping in front of Veronique, grabbing her shoulders and kissed her on the lips. This was slightly awkward because he had to stand on his toes to make up for the height difference.
As soon as he was done he leaped back and ran as fast as his legs could carry him towards Smoke. "HelppleaseIdon'twanttodieyet! I did it for the greater of good of upstaging! Deux Ex Machina! DEUX EX MACHINA!!"
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Post by Veronique Poulain on Jan 10, 2010 3:16:44 GMT -5
Veronique seethed, gripping onto the railing to keep herself from surging forward and strangling the boy at that very moment. The railing caved slightly under her grip. Veronique shook with rage.
"Notos--" she fumed. "If--you--Je te tuerai!"
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Post by Smoke on Jan 10, 2010 3:29:35 GMT -5
Smoke winced as Notos flew by. That was stupid. Even as a grand denouement, that was really stupid; he was seriously going to have to speak to that boy later about showing off in ways less likely to get one murdered. He dashed up towards the stage, whirling a small spell around himself.
"Hey, what a show, huh? Why don't we end the night with the sort of bang our dear students keep wanting to make, hm? All the annoying ones keep leaving, it could be like old times- and I think we have a volunteer for the star..." he glanced meaningfully at Jonathan.
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Post by jonathanharris on Jan 10, 2010 4:56:04 GMT -5
Jonathan was laughing so hard tears were coming down his face. That was the most perfect thing ever. He didn't even hear Natalie shouting at him, he was too focused on his own amusement. He did, however, hear Smoke, and managed to stop laughing.
"Uh... you know, I'm kinda burnt out on being the center of attention. I though I'd spend the rest of the night off... doing things somewhere that isn't here." He wasn't sure what Smoke meant by "the old days" but Jonathan didn't think he liked it too much. "I think I'll take an understudy role here... or... something?"
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Post by Smoke on Jan 10, 2010 5:56:01 GMT -5
"Nah, don't be modest," Smoke beamed. "You were born to the role. More importantly, you've managed to break a stunning number of rules tonight- all of them, in fact. I think that tonight, we should do as the Romans do, hmm?"
He clapped his hands together and turned to Vero, still grinning like the Cheshire Cat. "What do you think?"
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Post by jonathanharris on Jan 10, 2010 12:30:08 GMT -5
Jonathan took the second-long delay to interject. "You know, I didn't actually break the rule about formal wear-"
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Post by Veronique Poulain on Jan 10, 2010 21:45:00 GMT -5
Veronique glanced between Notos and Jonathan, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "I think I like where you are going, Smoke," she replied menacingly. "Notos, I'd like you to be involved as well. Who knows, if you amuse me enough, you might survive the night."
She smirked. "Both of you, by the way, will be serving a month of detention in January. I have not yet decided who will be overseeing it, however. Normally I would say Fable, but Kimai might be just as good... And Jonathan does have a bit of history with Professor Honghui, which makes that a very tempting choice. I shall have to think on it."
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