The Academy of Mystical Beings discussion

**RP**

((looks like: -she hardly ever lets people see her room.))

Lief walked in and looked around. "Nice," he smiled.

Em looked away shyly. "I don't susally let people see it.." she said. Her room reflected her true self. Around other people she was usually cold and distant, but she liked to express herself when she was alone. She felt oddly exposed with him seeing it.

"I like it," he smiled reassuringly.

She glanced over and smiled. Then she grabbed the films and sat down on her daybed type thing, if you leaned back it was facing the large tv. "What do you want to watch first?" she asked.

"I honestly don't mind, you choose," Lief grinned at sat next to her.

"Okay," Em hopped up and put in The Princess Bride. She walked back over and sat down, pulling a blanket over herself as it started.

Lief smiled and gently pulled her to lean against him.

Em smiled up at him and snuggled closer, laying her head on his shoulder. "I swear, this is the best movie," she said.

Lief smiled. "I guess I'll soon be able to decide for myself," he chuckled.

((lalalala can something dramatic happen?))

Em sighed happily and slippe dher hand into his. She was so unfamiliar with this feeling, being happy. "Yep," she said.

((like what??))

Lief smiled and gently squeezed her hand.

((ummmmmmmmm..... I don't know D:))

Em blushed but kept her eyes firmly on the screen.

Lief began to watch the film but the heard a distant rumbling that sounded like thunder. "Shit!" He exclaimed and stood up just as a chariot pulled by two goats stopped at the window, and on the chariot was Thor.

((lol :D))

Em jumped up and turned around. "What the- ?!" she said, backing up.

Lief stood up and went to stand in front of her.

Thor threw his hammer at the window, shattering the glass. "Hello, nephew," he said as he walked in through the broken window. "Good to see you're making friends," he laughed and eyed Em.

Em flinched away from the glass and grabbed onto the back of his shirt. "Lief?" she whispered.

"It's ok, Em," he whispered back. "What do you want uncle?" He looked at Thor coldly.

"Aren't I allowed to drop in and see my favourite nephew?" Thor asked innocently. "Or is this a bad time? Should I have called a head and made an appointment?" He looked between them.

"There's no point on lying, Thor. We both know you hate me for what happened, now why are you here?" Lief asked evenly, trying to keep control of his temper.

Em's eyes flicked between them nervously. She was slightly comforted by Lief's words, but she could feel their emotions tipping. She burried her face into the back of his shoulder, gritting her teeth and trying to block it out as much as she could.

Thor grinned. "I see that trickster taught you some useful things," he smirked as he watched Em. "Pity you got here before me," he grinned and looked Em over.

"Try it and I won't hesitate to kill you," Lief threatened.

"Come, come! By own nephew wishing me dead! You know you wouldn't win, Lief," Thor smiled sinisterly and moved his hand to his hammer.

"Want to bet?" Lief sneered and made Gungnir ((i think that's right, I haven't got the book with me)) appear in his hand. "This is what he sent you for, isn't it?" Lief raised an eyebrow. "Without it my dear father would be weak against me, so he sends you because of your hammer."

Em shivered, shying further away from Thor. She backed up into a wall and watched intently. What was Thor doing there? Lief said something about his father, and a hammer.

"Be a good boy, Lief and hand Gungnir over," Thor extended his arm to reach for the spear.

Led tightened his grip on the shaft and looked Thor in the eye. "Never," he spat at him.

"Then you leave me no choice," Thor growled and threw his hammer at Lief, not even bothering to aim as he knew it would find it's mark.

Lief ducked and caught the hammer with his free hand as Thor charged at him, trying to get the spear. Lief moved out of the way to keep the spear and hammer, but in turn accidentally left Em exposed.

Thor grabbed Em and threw her into the chariot, climbing in after her. "If you want your pet back I suggest you hand the weapons over!" Thor shouted at Lief before riding away.

"No!" Lief yelled and ran to the window, but he was to late. "Em!!" He shouted after her in a painstricken voice.

((can we continue tomorrow? I've got to go to bed))

((ooh, NICE! Yeah we can :D night night Tarlar!!))

Em screamed and threw herself against the door of the charriot, only to slide back and hit the other side violently. She groaned and gripped the seat tightly. No..no, this is crazy. This can't be happening.. "Lief," she whispered desperately, pushing against the door again. It didn't budge, and it wouldn't matter anyways because if it opened she would fall out and go ker-splat.

((I've got like 2 mins before my dad turns the wifi off, so:))

Thor laughed coldly. "You don't want to do that, darling, not unless you've got a death wish," he smirked. "And you can say Lief's name all you want. You may love him but he won't love you, he's one of us. Not content with one woman and doesn't care for those he's with. I suggest you get over him, sweetie, and move on. Preferably on to me, and quite literally too, might I add," he chuckled darkly.

((night!!))

No, that can't be true, she told herself, but she wasn't sure. "Shut up," she said, her eyes burning. She gave him a disgusted look and moved as far away as she could get. Holy hell, how am I supposed to get out of this?

Thor laughed.

Lief cursed and made Gungnir and Mjollnir vanish to wait for his call.
He at the window and leapt through the broken glass, shifting into a hornet so as not to be seen by Thor. So as not to lose the chariot he then used some of his magic to increase his speed. A few minutes later he landed on the back of the chariot and clung on, keeping hidden from view.

Em slumped down in the seat, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. Her mom's number one rule was always 'no freaking out.' One tear ran down her face, followed by another, and rhen some more. She covered hermouth to muffle any noises.

Thor ignored her and wondered why Lief would go after such a seemingly pathetic creature.

Lief crawled along the edge of the chariot and then flew onto Em's shoulder. "Don't panic. It's me," he whispered in her ear.

Em stiffened and wiped her eyes, staying completely still. She nodded just slightest bit and then looked at Thor. A second ago she had been thinking about using her power on him, but now she might not have to, which was a huge relief. Whenever she did that to people, it happened to her, too.

"I'm going to open the door, and when I do I want you to jump out. Don't worry, I'll catch you," Lief whispered.

Thor looked ahead, oblivious to Lief's presence.

"Ready?" Lief asked.

Em swallowed hard and nodded, not quite sure if she trusted him but willing to try as it was her best option.

"Ok, on my count," Lief whispered. "One, two, three!" He counted and shifted to his normal form while simultaneously making Mjollnir appear in his hand.
He threw the hammer at the door, breaking it open, and caught Mjollnir as he ran forward and lept out of the still moving chariot.

Thor whipped around and saw Lief. His eyes bulged. "You!" He growled and went to grab him, but was too late as Lief jumped.

Lief fell down and shifted into a giant eagle to catch Em.

Em glanced behind her at Thor, and then over the edge. She shut off her brain and stepped out, screaming as she fell down through the air.

Lief soared up and caught Em easily in his talons. "It's ok, I've got you," he said reassuringly. "Climb up," he told her and moved so as she could climb onto his back where it was safer.

Em climbed onto his back and gripped his feathers tightly, closing her eyes and mouth shut against the wind.

Lief flew back to her room and hovered outside the broken window for her to climb in through before shifting to a sparrow and flying in himself.

Em's hands were shaking, and she was having a bit of trouble breathing. She looked at Lief with panicky eyes, opening her mouth. It took a second for her to say, "Why?"

Lief shifted to human form and looked carefully at her, concern in his eyes. "Why what?" He whispered.

Em ran over and hugged him tightly, whispering, "Why did he do that?"

"My father," Lief answered easily. "He wants Gungnir back. He sent Thor to get it because Mjollnir is similar to his spear."

"He wants it back that badly?" Em asked, still shaking a little. She pulled back and stepped a fair distance away from him, remembering what Thor had said.

"Yes, without it he is weak in war," Lief nodded and feared what could have caused her to retreat so. "He knows what I'm capable of and he fears that I will bring about his demise."

"Oh. But you said one day you would take over anyways so why's he so worried?" Em said, sitting down on her bed and not quite looking at him. She felt like a little girl who'd been too naive and trusting. Of course Lief didn't care about her, this was why she didn't open up to people.

"He doesn't want that to happen. He thinks the world is perfect how it is, the war, the suffering, mean nothing to him," Lief looked at her and stayed where he was, desperately trying to work out what was wrong.

Em nodded, getting his point. "I'm kind of tired, you should probably go," she said, biting her lip.

Lief's stature fell as she dismissed him, he wouldn't be able to work out what was wrong if he couldn't be with her. "Sure, goodnight," he said softly and walked over to the door. "Sweet dreams."

Lief's figure was blurry in Em's eyes as he walked out. She layed down on her bed, curling up and trying to sleep, but she was so angry at herself. She felt weak and realized she hadn't had a dream in a while. She groaned, knowing it wouldn't be good. She could feel someone in the next dorm over having a nightmare and took it for them, experiancing it herself. Em needed dreams to keep her energy going, but she hated taking people's good dreams. The only problem with that was she experianced the dreams differently than they would. They were real to her, she if she died in the nightmare, she actually 'died.' Of course when she woke up she was okay but..

((lol sorry if that makes no sense..))

((it's ok :) ))

Lief quietly clicked the door shut behind him and then lent against the wall, sliding down it to sit on the floor. What have I done? What has Thor done?! My father will pay for this!! I have Gungnir and Mjollnir now, he has no chance of winning, he thought angrily.

((hehe :D))

Em wimpered as the nightmare took over. In this one she was going down a dark alley, she had the sensation of someone watching her. She could taste the damp, stale air on her tounge, she could hear the small crunches under her feet. She shivered and screamed as someone lept out and pulled her behind a dumpster. They bashed her head into the ground and started slashing her stomach with a sharp, gleaming knife. She was barely concious now. The person ripped various pieces of clothing off, taking every valuable thing she had. She closed her eyes drowsily and began spitting up blood. She was in too much pain to care or move. Vaguely she thought, peoplea t this school dream up some really horrible things...