Dangers in the dance

[Seaheart]

Seaheart stood calmly in the gym, waiting for his class to come. He wasn't sure who signed up, but hopefully it'd be an even number of people to make his first class easier. He stretched a little bit, waiting. So this was it. He had been accepted as a teacher for his favortire subject. Combat. Well, they couldn't tell him how to run this. He wore his pleased, and somehow evil smile as always. In his black jacket, he probably looked like some cocky science teacher with a black labsuit. He liked the deranged scientist idea. No. That was Ven. He was glad he was able to teach biology. He didn't know his full curriculum for the year, but he'd make it up as he went along.

[Mousiemus Prime]

A young woman, dressed in a gown which covered her arms with long satin sleeves and pooled around her feet, hiding her pumps strolled into the gym. Windows allowing sun in were her enemy. A pale hand grasped the handle of a solid black parasol as she casually walked towards Seaheart. The dress was a shade of purple, dark yet somehow warm and kind. Her blonde hair was pulled into the typical high setting pigrails, naturally crimped hair falling over her shoulders gracefully.

" Excuse me." Began the young woman, her voice thick with accent. " You are the teacher of the combat class, correct?" She asked, saphire eyes looking Seaheart over. Well, nothing surprised her anymore these days. Besides, she was a sight herself. Someone who appeared stuck in the middle ages. Not her fault that she would die if touched by the sun.

[Seaheart]

Seaheart watched as the girl came in. First student. He liked her look. The classics. Then again, he had a being inside him that lived in those times...and before. He shook his head and answered her question. "Yes. Yes I am. My name is Seaheart. But because the school says so, please call me Professor. Guado."

He looked her over. A dark look...she was very pale. She obviously didn't like the sun. His skin had still not regained it's color after hiding in darkness for ten years. "I'll close the windows." He said, and with a wave of his hand, a shadow hand ran up the wall and closed the windows. "What is your name anyway?" He murmured and then slime appeared in his hand. Silver slime that went into the middle of the auditorium and made her a seat out of metal "Sit down if you like." More slime appeared and made a metal dummy toward the south side of the gym.

[Marr-bles™]

Ears twitched slighlty as a blonde headed girl peaked into the classroom, instantly noticing the other student ant the teacher in the room. Quickly, she want'ed to make an entrance, so she stepped in, clearing her throat, only just slightly to see if she could get any reaction. She waited for a moment as she let them finish talking. It seemed as though their conversation was in deep thought.

Her head dropped down momnetarily as her tail swooshed around behind her, waiting impatiently. Her foot moved slowly in a circle as she looked up a second later. "Sorry, to bother you, teacher, but I"m here for the combat class. My Name is Shianne Degray." She spoke out, but was shy'd in her voice.

[Mousiemus Prime]

Gabrielle turned her saphire eyes to Shianne and smiled warmly. " Interupt? Dear, you've done no such thing." Came her soft the laugh to show she was friendly. Gabrielle closed her parasol and sat herself in a calm, peaceful and eligant manor. With one leg crossed over the other, she smoothed the fabric of her dress on her lap and looked back to Seaheart.

" Thank you very much for closing the windows. You see, as a vampire, I cannot be exposed to the sun. I'm Gabrielle Valerious, pleasure to meet the both of you." Gabrielle continued, her voice thick with that accent she would never dare get rid of as it was her heritage. She adjusted her jaw a little, feeling an uncomfortable prod on her lower lip due to her fangs. A small gap remained between her lips, big enough to fit a straw through mabe. It was to keep herself from biting her lower lip.

" You will have to forgive me for any sudden departures. If I don't drink when thirsty I may loose myself to more savage side of my bloodline. A cooler should be brought shortly with my supply, if you understand what I mean." She said, warning Seaheart that if she pushed herself she would need to drink blood. Momentarily a large man in a suite came in carring a small red cooler. Rayner, her older brother, was merely delivering the blood.

" Take care sister." He said, putting a hand atop her head before leaving through the door. He was 19 and technically didn't need to be at the school for any reason. Gabrielle, once more, was alone with Seaheart and Shianne, as she was supposed to be. Rayner wouldn't always be there to help her fight.

[Seaheart]

Seaheart watched and listened, not too intently, to Shannon's apology at thinking she was interrupting. He already didn't like her. She was just the type of person he didn't like off the bat. "Don't be sorry. Sorry's a word. Doesn't help." He grunted as he casually waved his hand as a piece of slime detached itself from Gabrielle's chair and made a similar chair 5 feet next to it.

"A vampire eh? Good. I like variety in my class. We got a vampiress and catwoman in my class. Somewhat good turnout.." He then looked at the vampiress's older sibling, hoping for a boy in his class,, then just nodded his head politely as he walked away. "I understand fully. And I will supply the blood for you now on when you come to my class, as to no more disturbances. Wouldn't suurprise me if girls suddenly wanted to start flirting with older men." He said with a bit of a chuckle. It sounded somewhat evil as usual. He couldn't manage much else.

"Either way, I hope we get more students. It'd be somewhat awkward if we had no boys for today's lesson plan I have in store.....well, as long as your here, I'll just run the rules by. Actually, instead of boring you with the usual teacher, no talking crap, I'll just tell you what to expect. Expect unusual ways of teaching combat. Expect some philosophy, how to decide certain dangers, so on and so forth. And this. 'One who does not seek power, shall ultimately gain it.' And this is why you will never, in your life, be stronger than I, Ven, or others that I know of. Let me see.....if you have any problems in life, bring them to me.....cautiously. I know how to handle certain life problems better than most, perhaps in unorthodox ways you might think, but effectively. But I am also caught in something of a similar situation to your problem Gabrielle. The only difference I know of is that I don't know what I'm up against. So that ends that."

He looked around, saying the whole speech with a casual, somewhat sadistic, smile as if it was normal. To him, nothing wasn't really normal. He always liked to see the confused, sometimes scared, expressions on people's expression when he talked like this. He doubted Gabrielle would react very confused, but catgirl certainly wouldn't be acting indifferently, he was sure of that. "Any questions?" He said clapping his hands, beaming around. Now all that was left was for more students to ocme, and Kamon.

[. : ÷Cakey÷ : .]

Crap. Kamon was going to be late! His instincts shouted at him. It was true that he didn'y live very close to the school, but he refused to kill the environment and burn gas. He was ambling his way there. But his brain was telling him he was going to be late. It angered him a little. Psycho? Possibly. He sighed and, using electricity, jumped up to the power line. He didn't know why he was listening to the emotional half of his brain. Whenever it used logic, it didn't end well. Electricity coursed through his body, and filled him with disposable energy. The best kind. Kamon took off, speeding through the streets, here in a flash and gone just as quick. The people of Dotado never got used to it.

Kamon would've found it hard to keep control, if his mind wasn't working twice as fast as his body was. He wound a long, white, strip of fabric around his hands, binding his fingers together in pairs, and softening many blows on his hands. It was combat class, after all. He'd need some protection for hand-to-hand. His knuckles' skin would split if he punched the dummies too hard and without protection. The school zoomed into view. Kamon leapt through the front doors, over a very confused student. He slowed down a little for the halls, and navigated his way to the gym.

He sped down the gym's own minihall and swung the door open. He gasped. Someone was standing right where he needed to run to. More accurately, right where he needed to run through. He thought quickly, and shot electricity from his feet to help propel him over the person. He slowed down into visibility, And landed on the floor. Normally, he would've been fine, but his legs ached like hell from the run here. He hit the floor, stood up a little, and then fell into a sitting position. "Hello Seaheart," he gasped, and then nodded towards the girls. "You two." He was curious towards their names, but didn't bother asking. "I'm Kamon, I'll be the assistant teacher for this class." He was breathing heavily, and was very thirsty.

[Seaheart]

Seaheart looked a little intrigiued as he felt strong electrical force in the air. Kamon. Let's have a countdown ladies and gentlemen. 5. 4. 3. 2. 1. Brinnnngggg! And here he is. He didn't look worried or surprised as he jumped into the room.

"Hello Kamon. I would have hoped my assistant teacher would have been here before the students so we could discuss the lesson plan, but such is life." Seaheart said with a sigh, smile fading. He closed his eyes for a second, and two minutes later, a glass of water was sliding across the room. He had memorized the hitchen and willed his shadows to bring water to him. He picked it up and put it in front of Kamon.

"Well, drink that, and then, since nobody else attended today, we can begin the class. It will be a little annoying....but maybe next week more will attend. So, I want you two to first display your power on the metal dummy. Don't even tell me, just use it on the dummy toward the back of the room. Afterwards, we can begin the dance." He said, somewhat sadistic smile returning, filled with his usual evil glee.

[Mousiemus Prime]

" I'm sorry, Mister Guado, but I cannot show you my powers. Other than..." Her words trailed off and in a puff of dark gray smoke a large bat gentley flapped it's wings to keep itself suspended above the chair. Another puff and Gabrielle sat smoothing her dress in the chair and looked back to bother Seaheart and Kamon. " You see, I need living target's in order to show the fact that, via eye contact, I can sway the minds of those whose willpower wavers. Though I am sure you know this, I also heal about 3-4 times faster than a human, my speed is about double the typical running speed, and the five senses are all heightened. These are all racial passives. Oh, and the fact I can communicate with bats and become a large one myself, is all I can do." Explain Gabrielle.

Though he had said not to explain them it was impossible for her to truly show him the senses or the swaying of the mind. For starters, she knew Seaheart would probably be able to fight the mind-swaying vibes. It may be like hypnosis, but it doesn't work very often on those older than her and wiser than her. For another, Gabrielle wasn't very fond of the idea of helping people make descissions. It was plain rude. They were people too, were they not?

" By the way, Mr. Kamon, I am Gabrielle Valerious. Pleasure to meet you." Her introduction was kind, gentle and pleasent. No matter what, she kept a welcoming smile upon her lips.

[Marr-bles™]

Shianne quickly turned to see Kamon when he entered the room quite fashionably. She gave a quick smile as she returned to her normal stance folding her arms to Seaheart, Mister Guado, hearing him call her a catgirl. How dare he do that. He is a teacher adn he has already made an error. Some teacher. THought they were always suppose to be right? O'well. I guess I'll just have to live with it after I tell him. I really hope this goes well for me. I'd hate to have to call mom adn dad, telling them that a teacher doesn't like me. How could an apology not work? I mean, i was doing it to be polite, but I guess he just doesn't like it?

"Sorry.. Just to let you know, Sir... I'm part wolf, not cat! Never cat.." She told him shaking her head a little and leaning againt the wall she found a second later. She looked over at gabriella as she demonstrated her powers. A bat? Cool. I can't even do something that cool. Well, I guess it's my turn? She watched as she finished her powers, then spoke up to answer to Mister Guado.

"Well, sir.. I must say, that I'm not trying to copy Gabriella,but my powers are similar to her. THe part of me that has the senses of a wolf. Balance... smell... vision. My other is to be seen though..." She commented really quickly and faced the metal dummy. with a squint of her eye's, she concentrated on the dummy. Only a moment later the dummy began to move slighty and it levitated upward, but it fell making a loud clank on the groudn. "Sorry, Sir... I'm not very good at that yet.." She waited on hhis acceptace of their powers.

[krispey]

Serentiy entered the gym, the clank of the door closing creating a loud echoing throught the near vacant gym....Wait. That was too loud to have been a single door on its on. Her gaze travelled over to a small group of people, and a metal dummy who now sat on its side. Sheets of paper were inbtween her pursed lips. She looked so discombbulated. Her knees wentinward toward eachother, inbetwwen them, a binder and a thick notebook. Around her shoulders was a strap to her one-strapped bookbag. And to top it all off, she was trying to get her hair up in a pony-tail. She silently cursed her history teacher. Him and his pointless rambling always made her late to whatever she had next. He was always too busy trying make sure the class understood everything by throwing around random statistics of the amount of students that failed history classes on average. Finally! Her hair was up. She removed the binder and notebook from inbtween her knees, and the papers from her mouth, walking hastily over to the group. Quickly she dropped her things in a neat pile to the side, taking ina deep breath. She started to speak, but had second thoughts, just before openeing her mouth to speak. "I'm so sorry that I am late Mister Guado." Her heavy french accent was obvious, her cheeks a rosey read. Her pale lavender hair and slightly pale skin popped at even the slightest tint of red. She wanted to add 'I know a little about you...I did my research.' But decided against it. She already hated her accent, so why speak even more?

[Mousiemus Prime]

" Eh, you're not the only one late." A young man said as he strolled in casually. He held out a paper he had caught, but saw where she was staking it and merely place the sheet ontop casually. " Don't know if it's important, but it would be bad if it was and you lost it." Added the young man with a shrug. He strolled to a spot somewhere between Gabrielle, Shianna, Seaheart, Kamon and Serenity. There he sat on the floor comfortably and leaned back on his hands.

" Name's Derek Lawrence. I just got to school ten minutes ago. Grandmother needed some help this morning, sorry about being late. But, kind of unavoidable." The young man explained calmly. It didn't seem like anything could upset him. Gabrielle looked to both Serenity and Derek. Then, back to Shianne and slowly shifted back to the teacher and his assistants.

" My dear, judging back your accent...you are from France? I hail from Romania." Gabrielle decided that Serenity looked like she could use some friendly interaction. Why not from a fellow foriegner? Two people from over seas in a room of people who seemed to be native to the country would be a little more suited to be friends.

Derek took note that he was truly the only male student in the room. Oh, now he felt a little out numbered. " Now, before I came in, I heard something about powers. Kamon there knows what I can do. He's seen it. I don't exactly feel that standing up and showing my powers has any importance really. To put it simple, I convert different forms of energy into another form and use it to my advantage. The only things I can't convert and absorb is psionic energy used by psychics." He explained all this in a manor which suggested he was already bored with this whole thing. Probability of that being true was very high.

[Marr-bles™]

Dark hair, glasses and a humble look on his face. Such that look of this young boy. His hands moved slowly beside his form walking down the hallway, letting his unbuttoned shirt move in the wind showing off the blue undershirt he had on. With a quick movement, he readjusted his glasses on his nose to make it more comfortable when he finally reached the classroom. He took a silent breath and walked in seeing the three girls and the three guys in the class. He made the seventh person in the classroom. Funny, that one guy looked way older than the others, maybe a teacher? With a quaint shrug, he walked in nodding to the teacher, not a word could be heard from him and his arms met their resting place, now being folded up in front of him.

In the pocket of his pants he always carried his nessesities. A pen and a pad of paper. Why? Well, noone would want him to speak if they knew what he could do. It was somethjing that he really couldn't help. It cursed him since he was seven and he hasn't been able to find a way to speak without releasing the power. Tenchi... His name. With the class being school, he figured he might as well let the teacher know his name and unfolded his hand bringing out the pad of paper. With a few strickes of the pen, a name appeared on the paper.

My name is Tenchi Silke.

He handed the paper to Seaheart figuring that he was the teacher. Still no words left him, which for one moment made him feel even more like an outcast as the others spoke. He didn't mind it though. Leaning against the wall he awaited Seahearts reactions, but passed a glance at the others in the room with not so much as a grin.

[Seaheart]

Seaheart looked disappointed as she couldn't lift the dummy. He sighed. When he didn't like people, it's like the future gave him reason for his past first impression. "Well Carrie," He said, giving her the nickname of the fictional telekinetic. When he didn't like a person, he automatically gave them a nickname. If he just didn't dislike them, he would call them a normal name. There wasn't anybody he liked other than Ven, somewhat Maeve, and of course, Dementia. "I have seen younger telekinetics handle that, and more. So you will be excluded from the class today, and work on nothing but movign the dummy. At least five feet in the air, then moving it five feet in any direction. Besides, this evens up the dancing partners." He said, starting to smile as the new students came in. He didn't dislike them automatically.

The girl seemed cluttered, but he somewhat liked that. If she was busy, she paid attention and did alot of work. The calm boy came in, and Seaheart felt an odd attraction to him.....he held some of Seaheart's indifference and coolness, but also held an air of cockiness around him. Then Tenchi.......hm. A mute. He remembered when he was one...not for a good reason though. Because of that damned Vanden! For a second, his hair seemed to start to rise with dark power, but gently fell down as he calmed.

"Well, good. And Gabrielle, have you heard of the vampire ability, flitting? It does involve speed, but it allows you to cross extremely long distances in short time. Not saying crossing the world in one minute, but faster than any automobiles. We can discuss it in detail after class if you like." He said with a bit of a grin. "Now Derek, since you know Kamon, and Kamon controls energy, he should be able to help you manipulate it, and grow it. I'll show you the different forms of energy and weapons if you ever need me. My class will be about focusing on individual skills from my knowledge, then turning you all into a team to intermitten those abilities together. But individual skills first. Now Tenchi....write your abilities, and why you can't speak. If you feel the latter too personal, that is fine, but I may be able to help you." He said with a calm nod toward Tenchi, grin fading.

"Okay. Serenity, what is your next class? I will be able to gt my shadows to take your books to the next class if I wish to make things easier. After that, we can get to work. Today, we will be practicing ballroom dancing. I'll explain after I take your questions. Are there any?" He said with a quirked brow, and confident face. He had to say, he felt he was doing well for his first day.

[Marr-bles™]

Tenchi raised an eyebrow hearing Seaheart talk about the pairups for individual training stuff. What would he be given. Moving something like that one girl. It seemed as though Shianne didn't make it very well in the class with the teacher, but he was just glad it didnt' come to him. If it was to the point that it was him doing that, he'd end up blasting him a new doorway to leave out of. Thinking about how to write his abilities, he let the pencil do the work, letting darkened letter arrange on the paper in an order. Ripping the paper off he handed it to him again, thus going back to his original stance again waiting on Seahearts words.

Sir... My abilites: My voice creates distruction. Any sound... Well... You get the point. I don't speak because of that. I stay silent. In the corner of the room, Shianne watched Seaheart talk to TEnchi and almost wanted to scream. How could someone who don't talk be liked better than her? She rolled her eye's to him and looked at the dummy in the middle of the room.

"Move it five by five... Well, sounds simple, but I can't help that I havn't mastered this power yet. I can't beleive this guy... Fine.. just wait. I'll do it before class is overwith!" She said instantly letting her frustrations go, looking at the statue. For a split second, the dummy shook from it's awkward position of where she first let it drop, the it started to lift up, and finally it was back to it's original positoin. "Easy enough... for now.." She let a scarce glare in Seahearts direction, knowing that he wasn't looking at her at the moment.

Tenchi returned his gaze to Seaheart. Besides, how can you help me? It's not like I'll be able to talk without releasing the... He left the peice of paper blank after the last word, and handed the newly written note to Seaheart. An intense look on his face, thinking for the slightest moment that he could actually speak without destruction. A wish that would never come true.