Fᴀɴᴛᴀsʏ Rᴇᴀʟᴍ Aᴄᴀᴅᴇᴍʏ discussion

Iɴ ᴛʜɪs ᴄʟᴀss, ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛs ᴘʜʏsɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ ᴛʀᴀɪɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʙᴏᴅɪᴇs, ᴡᴇᴀᴘᴏɴs, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʀᴀɪɴɪɴɢ ᴇϙᴜɪᴘᴍᴇɴᴛ. Tʜᴇ ᴛʀɪʙᴜᴛᴇs ᴇsᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟʟʏ ᴇxᴄᴇʟ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪs ᴄʟᴀss. Oɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴡᴀʟʟ, ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪs ᴀ ᴄʟɪᴍʙɪɴɢ ᴡᴀʟʟ, ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴇғᴛ ᴡᴀʟʟ, ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡᴇᴀᴘᴏɴs, ᴀɴᴅ ᴇϙᴜɪᴘᴍᴇɴᴛ ɪs sᴄᴀᴛᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴀʟᴍᴏsᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ.

Mary walked in, flinging her black bag against the wall. She sighed and ran a hand through her hair before jumping up to grab a bar and started to do pull ups. She made a small grunt as she pulled her chin above the bar although it wasn't that hard for her. Once she hit thirty she jumped down and pulled out a cigarette.

((El will like this class.))

Piper walked in, and saw a girl with bright orange hair smoking her cigarette, "this is 2014, right? Because the last time I checked, it's not the 1950s, and people know that it's not okay to smoke." She said matter of factly.

"I don't give a rat's a** what's okay and what isn't," she said, the cigarette bobbing between her teeth. She gave an annoyed glance to the other girl. "All I care about is not dying."

Piper raised her eyebrows, "If you care about not dying, then I would stop smoking. I thought that most people had the common sense and knew that smoking could kill you."

"You're nosy," Mary said with a frown, "and annoying." She sighed and put the unlit cigarette back into the box with a sigh.

((So sorry!))

"I am not annoying! I am just trying to help!" She argued.

Mary rolled her eyes. "Just trying to help can be annoying, you know."

"Whatever," Piper muttered.

"So what are you?" she asked.

"A Time Lord. Or Time Lady. It doesn't really matter," She told her. "What are you?"

"Skinwalker," she said and ran a hand through her hair.

"What is a Skinwalker? Do you walk on skin?" She asked, confused.

"No," she said simply. "It's like a shapeshifter, but less disgusting." Mary made a face.

"Oh, that's cool! Can you demonstrate?" She questioned.

"Unless you want me to be naked, no." Mary shrugged.

"Oh, no thank you!" She replied.

"It kinda sucks sometimes. Guys are always begging me to show them, perverts." She frowned.

"Oh, that sounds like it would suck," She replied. "Sorry about those guys."

"It's fine, really." She smiled a little bit. "Most of the time they don't realize that I have the guts to shoot them in the face."

Piper laughed for a second, "Wait, have you ever actually shot someone in the face?

"No one besides monsters, don't worry," she said with a small smile.

"Oh, that's good... What kind of monsters have you encountered?" She asked her.

"Quite a few. Shapeshifters, other skinwalkers, demons, angels, and other things." She shrugged.

"Wow. That sounds scary, but cool," Piper told her.

Eleonaire walked into the physical training class. She was wearing jeans and a black long sleeved shirt. The sleeves on her shirt reached her elbows. She had a stake shoved in her left boot, and a knife in her right. El's hair was in a ponytail.

((?))

Merlin walked into the huge room, wearing jeans, an blue shirt, and his trusted red scarf. He had a small dagger in his hands, which were trembling. He spotted a girl in a ponytail and said "Hey! Do you know what I'm supposed to do?"

El glanced at him suspicously. "You train." she said. Wasn't that obvious?

"Oh, right. Cool, train" he said, he sucked at anything physical "Right, thanks" he saw some targets and started walking towards them, maybe he could learn to do something for a fight other than magic.

"What's your name?" El asked. She had to find out whether or not he was a demon.

He turned around to face her "um, me?" he thought about what to say, could he trust her? Not so sure "Emrys" he finally said.

El narrowed her eyes. "Emrys?" she asked.

"Yes, yes. Means immortal" he said then started walking backwards until he bumped into a target and his dagger fell. The tip was about to crash into his foot so he muttered a spell and the dagger froze.

((?))

El's eyes widened. "What the heck?!?!?!"

"Um, that wasn't me!" He quit announced "Maybe someone else? You know, this school is for people with magic too, right?" He just hoped she hadn't noticed the golden glow in his eyes.

"It's for people with magic?" El asked. She thought that would have to hide the fact that she's a slayer!

"Not that I would know! I mean.. I'm completely normal!" He was getting desperate, was his mother wrong? Was he in danger?

"You? A knife just levitated above your foot!"

He threw the dagger behind him "Are you sure?" When he saw he wasn't going to convince her, he said "Fine, I'm a warlock. But I am not evil, I promise!" He put his hands up in surrender

"A warlock?" El asked, confused, pulling out a dagger of her own.

"Yes, I was born with magic and I don't practice dark magic, only pure white magic" he stepped forward "Please, you have to believe me, I mean no harm!" He exclaims

"Are you sure about that? It's my job to slay demons and vampires, but I'm not sure about warlocks." El said, touching the tip of the dagger.

"Do you really think the school would allow someone evil at school, or for you to kill another student?" He asks "I came here to be accepted , not to get killed in my first day!"

"I'm a slayer! I have to stop evil!"

((?))

((ANALEESE YOU ARE HERE *HUGS*))

((Sorry, it didn't notify me before))
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"Look, I don't know what a slayer is, but I 'm not evil! Okay!?" He sits down "Don't try to kill me because I'm not like you" he looks at the girl in front of him pleadingly