Fantasy RP discussion

Brandon sat in class.

((Oh... That means I have to go remember my charrie.))

((lol))

((But I shall dutifully go check!))

((Yay!))

Raenne watched the students quietly, unable to ignore the tension in the air.

((What's Raenne's last name?))

((Idk, the students can just call her 'Miss Raenne', I guess. If that's what you're talking about.))

((Yeah, it is.))

"Miss Raenne? Do you have a crayon I could use?" He asked quietly.

She jumped, slightly startled. "Of course, Brandon." She opened one of the cupboards ((ugh, my brain's failin' me, I have no idea how to spell that...)) and pulled out a box of crayons for him.

((You spelled it right))

"Thank you..." He took the box of crayons and walked back to his paper.

((Oh good.))

She smiled and sat down again, fidgety and nervous.

Brandon colored.

A bird flew past the window, momentarily blocking the sun, and Raenne flinched, then laughed at herself, and told herself she was being silly.

Brandon looked at her curiously.

She saw Brandon giving her a funny look and smiled at him, wondering if he felt something was wrong too.

((What grade is this?))

((Uhh.... 2nd.))

There was something strange about Miss Raenne... And why had she laughed? And what was the funny feeling he'd been getting all day? He shrugged it off again.

((Okay.))

She put her head in her hands and didn't notice the dark figure slink past the window.

Brandon was staring wide eyed at the window. He went over to Raenne. "Um... Miss Raenne?"

She lifted her head up. "Yes?"

"Something went pass the window." He pointed.

She stiffened. "What did it look like?"

"Like a shadow man."

Her blue-green eyes widened. "Are you sure?"

He nodded. "Yes. Miss Raenne, why do you look scared?"

She kneeled down beside him so they were at eye-level. "Brandon, I need you to take your class outside as far away from the school as you can, alright? And if anyone asks, tell them I told you to, and tell them to come with you, but don't stop if they don't want to come."

"What if the shadow man gets us outside, though?"

"Brandon, do you believe in magic?"

"You mean like Harry Potter?"

"Like magic as in... magic we can use. Magic we have."

"Harry Potter has magic he can use." Brandon nodded. "So yeah, I guess I do."

She turned her back to the class and made a small flame appear in her hand and showed it to Brandon.

His eyes widened. "Wow," he breathed.

She nodded. "The shadow man is dangerous. I can't let him get any of you. He could kill you. Who knows, some of you may be able to do this too. I'm going to distract him, and I need you to take the class away, make them safe."

He nodded. "OK, Miss Raenne. I'll try."

She smiled. "You can do it, I know you-"

"Raeanne," the shadow man said, entering the classroom. "How nice to see you."

Raenne glared at him and tried to push Brandon under her desk.

((You can play the shadow dude too, if ya want.))

((kk))

Brandon went under her desk.

"Hiding something?" he leered, a cruel grin on his face.

((Does Brandon have any powers?))

((Originally no, but I think he'll have some he doesn't know about))

Brandon's eyes widened.

((Funical.))

Raenne glared at the man furiously. "What do you want?"

"You know what I want."

((What does he want?))

((I dunno.))

"Nonsense."

Brandon stared at his hands wide eyed as they started to glow, kind of like his night light.

The shadow man hissed. "What is that?"

"Nothing," she said quickly. Too quickly.

His eyes narrowed.

She tried to keep his attention as the class quietly began exiting the room.

"It's something," he insisted.

Brandon tried to extinguish the light by sitting on his hands.

He tried to peer around Raenne, but she kept blocking his line of vision.

"Really, what do you want?" she demanded.

"Where are you hiding it? Where is my amulet?" The shadow man was backing away into a shadow, away from the light of Brandon's hands.

She frowned in sincere surprise. "What amulet?"

"The one you took!" He accused.

"I didn't take anything!" she protested.