Arkane Halls

[Kitane Blackfyre]

He looks over his shoulder at Savel, his pale orange eyes glowing slightly. "Do you really want to know?" He says, turning his gaze to the sky and putting his arms behind his back. "I'd be glad to tell you if you listen and not comment throughout." He says, his tone somewhat light.

[JohnnyP789]

He didn't respond and waited for him to speak, leaning against a tree and closing his eyes," Go for it..."

[Lokyar Brightmane]

Lokyar sits on the mat, unused to having furniture.

"Lets begin at birth. I was born in this world, non magical, and I was given to Areanea Co to take part in their experiments in creating magical furs. I was there for 15 years. The experience was horrible." Lokyar was visibly trembling. "Six months ago we rebelled. Each of us excelled in one part of magic and no other, be it counterspells, illusions, healing, whatever. Each of us also amplified nearby spellcasters. The rebels were the only survivors. But not all of us." Lokyar began to cry. "Poor Aerys..."

[MrRazot]

Warren was standing in the corner the whole time, hidden in plain sight.
"Well," he said walking with a bow
"I'll leave you two love birds alone"
Leaving promptly he bumped into the headmaster, recovering into an over exaggerated bow
"My lord" he said before standing upright with his awkward stare at both accompanying parties.

[Kitane Blackfyre]

He nods, keeping his gaze focused on the area before him. "We'll start at the incident.." He grumbles, rolling his shoulders slightly. "It was about when Avine was eight, a long drawn out war broke out in the streets we used to live in. At the time, everything was peaceful, since we lived on the hill. Until someone broke into our home and started ordering that everyone be evacuated immediately. That's exactly what we didn't do, since the Arkane line is stubborn. So they killed my wife, and slashed Avine's throat while I was pinned. Though, I managed to break free and save my daughter. Since then, I've kept her away from most of the real world, knowing something like that would happen if I didn't. It pains me that I don't get to hear my daughter's voice again. But I guess that's pay back on my sins that I have committed before she was born." He explained, his tone of voice slightly harsh. He looks at Warren, but he says nothing, for reason that he might accidentally harm the student.

Avine put a paw on Lokyar's shoulder and stared into his eyes. 'The past can't be changed, but she lives inside of you still.' She signs, smiling slightly. 'Move on for her sake, since that's what she'd want you to do.' She smiles.

[Cifero Windtail]

"She's right," Jackal said from the corner. "You have to let go, sir."

[Lokyar Brightmane]

Lokyar looks into the eyes of Avine and saw someone with a similar loss. Even without this, he could not stay sad for long in her presence. He smiled fragilly. ((sp? is that even a word?))

"Do you want to tell me your past?" he says as he explores.

[Cifero Windtail]

Jackal walked over and sat on the floor in front of them. "I'm listening as well, miss," he said, his silver-grey tail thumping curiously against the floorboards.

[JohnnyP789]

Savel looked at the headmaster,"i apologize for my previous actions.. but still.. don't threaten other students... because one of these days the student might just threaten you... and you sir might have a problem on your hands..."

[MrRazot]

Warren noticed the jackal that was reading the book before he made it turn to confetti.
Hiding a smile, he sat on a bench on the corridor.

[Cifero Windtail]

Jackal turned his head as a sudden stream pf profanity emminated from the hallway, coming fro mthe mouth of another student... a jackal, oddly enough.
"Man, he looks mad," the cat said, turning back to Lokyar and Avine. "So... where were we?"

[Lokyar Brightmane]

Lokyar opens the fridge door and jumps back.

"Its cold..."

[Cifero Windtail]

Jackal raised an eyebrow. "Um... it's a refrigerator. It's supposed to be cold inside when it's plugged in." He looked between him and Avine. "Wait, how did you even get over there? I'm sitting right in front of you."

[Kitane Blackfyre]

Unconsciously, she reaches up to the scar at her throat, but turns her gaze to the floor. She clenches her fist and shakes her head, the memory still too painful for her to tell. Her ears flatten to her head and she winces, an echo of feeling the sword slicing into her throat making her shiver.

"Problem?" He raised an eyebrow at this. "What problem?" He asked, his eyes and tone of voice becoming serious.

[JohnnyP789]

He smiled and pushed himself away from the tree and stood straight, his arms crossed over his chest," Take a guess sir..."