The Absolutely Fantastic Fight Club

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-Spawn

IC--Averran--

Av grabbed it clumsily, wiped the grease on his cheek. "Morning, darling." He promptly glomped half the slice. Dorian raised an eyebrow and gave that smartass little smirk of his.

"Not drunk, just tired. Mrghrf. Who're ya'll?"

OOC--I couldn't pass up an opportunity to use 'glomp' in a sentence.

IC: "Name's Maglod," the half-elf introduced himself, for the pure sake of not trusting Dorian's statement to be a good enough introduction. Grimly. Shiarra edged closer to him, as she tended to do as if hiding herself, and said, "I'm Shiarra."

IC--Averran--

"Yo." He chewed for an interminable moment. "Oh yeah, I'm Averran." Av didn't like speaking unless spoken to. Hell, he didn't like people much to begin with.

IC:

Dorian cracked open one of the cherry cokes, wondering when the fuck they would get around to learning anyway. He was kind of curious why the teacher hadn't said a word, but whatever.

OOC: It's all coming up in a couple posts.

-Spawn

IC: Jolek took yet another slice of Pizza, keeping a cautious eye on the other boy.

He was still drunk, and he deigned that remaining mostly silent would be the best way to avoid a conflict.

When's the damn class gonna start, anyway?

IC: "The hell?"

"Hm. You'd think he'd have heard that..."

"No kiddin'," Jolek said with a confused look.

The boy drew his Longsword, and put the blade to Dorian's neck slowly.

"HEY, DORIAN! YOU'D BETTER WATCH YOUR MOUTH BEFORE I CUT YOU TO PIECES!" he yelled, obviously faking the shit out of the performance.

Nothing.

"Huh." he said, thoroughly stumped and returning the blade to its scabbard.

"Well, this is wierd."

IC--Averran--

Av started regain genuine consciousness, if only mildly first. It came as a rush of chilling rationale. Danger...? Immediate? He stood up, a skeptical glare over his countenance, hand in his inner jacket pocket.

"What the...?"

IC: Dorian

"Nothing," said Dorian lightly, a curious blue glint mirrored in his eyes. He stood up.

"What the hell...?"

The teacher was talking, he could hear it clearly now, but he didn't notice, even as Dorian pointed a gun at the back of a classmate's head and held it there for a moment. He pulled it back and holstered it.

"Someone here is stopping him from noticing us. It's some form of subconscious control."

OOC: It's Dorian. XP

-Spawn

IC: "Hm. well, we've already established that you've got psychic powers..."

"He does?"

"Telekiniesis. You shoulda seen the pencil fancing match we pulled with that. Anyway, maybe this is you too?" Jolek asked

IC:

"Maybe..." Dorian muttered, before he came up with an idea.

I only want Jolek to know I'm here.

OOC: lul just wait.

-Spawn

IC--Averran--

Av stood up, wiped his lips with his sleeve, let his gun slip back into its pocket. "Hang on, I'm supposed to be somewhere right now--" He walked into Dorian, stumbled over his feet.

IC: "Okay, what the hell? I could've sworn Dorian was here just now. He can't vanish just like that, can he?"

"Yep, I think that answers our question."

Miraculously, Dorian soon reappeared to her vision and she blinked, confused.

"What was that?"

IC--Averran--

Av blinked.

"What? Uh, yeah. Gerroff."

IC: "Dammit, why can't I do that? I wanna do that!" Jolek pouted, sitting back down in his seat grumpily.

"Seriously, how are you disappering like that? Some sort of cloaking spell?"

OOC: lolno

IC: Jolek glanced to the Cinnamon Stick and back to Dorian.

He gave a shrug, he was full on Pizza anyway.

"Okay, why?" he asked, tossing the treat to his friend.

IC: "Hm. Very interesting. Any chance you could teach me, then?"

"Oh, I swear to god, if you go messin' with my head..." Jolek growled.