Rhomaia wrote:New Communist and Socialist Unions wrote:Alain Toth
Alain Toth arrived at a late time as he was quite the slothful bastard as he was usually. "Greetings, I am a bit late, don't mind me." Alain said monotonously whilst holding two dull wooden swords, "Pathetic looking at the moment," noted Alain Toth as he looked at the two weapons, "Will be useful when infused with magic.", Alain nodded to himself, and began to channel a small amount of fire magic into the swords, heating them up just enough to hurt someone by touching. "Pure skillz!" thought Alain as he made a awesome face.
Antonius Ruta
'Little bastard waltzes in late like it's his damn job. He doesn't even try to make up for it. Must be one of Lance's relatives, or something equally stupid.'
Ruta gave another heavy sigh as he saw the cocky, immature Alain walk into his class without a care in the world. He would like nothing more than to slap the boy upside the head and knock some sense into him, but considering the Academy's rules, Ruta would be punished himself for such an absence. "That is not 'pure skill', that is magic that someone else learned five thousand years before you did. That is called 'imitation', Toth." he said, shaking his head at the boy.Taigawa wrote:Carmella Engawa
The wolf girl had been sitting quietly in the classroom. When she saw the other students get weapons, she decided to make her own...with magic. Moving her hands, a frosty mist sorrounded the wolf girl's form, and shortly after, a crystaline blade emerged from it. She then proceeded to used frostfire and set the glacial blade ablaze. "Now...who am I to fight?" she asked with a swish of her tail.
"Sparring matches will come later in the class, and even so, you must find a willing partner. For now, we will be teaching the first years and those unacquainted with today's topic in enchantments." Ruta said to Carmella, glad to see that she was already proficient enough in her magic to create a blade from mana alone.
Watching Alain channel his fire magic into his blade, Sol wondered if that was what they were supposed to be doing. He raised his hand and called to the teacher. "P-Professor?" he called, "...I-Is that what we're supposed to do?...Channel our mana i-into our weapon?...O-Or are we supposed to do...s-something else?" He felt like he was missing something, since everyone else around him was already certain of themselves and of their abilities.