NicholasStone

*Okay, sorry, but I've been gone. The speech teacher is actually supposed to teach persons speech and debating skills, and persuasion. But languages could work too! You could fit that ...

*No I have not watched that train wreck of a movie. I heard it sucked and was blasphemous.*

"I have a curse dragonscale sword, that will take the soul of whatever it touches. Would you like to see it?"

*Wow you guys exploded while I was gone.* I had gone into a time relapse, basically where I get so caught up in flashbacks that the whole world around me ...

*Hm... You have a demon for a pet?*

"Do I steal weapons?" Sral asked, confirming her question. "No, I don't steal weapons. But I do have a rather large armory."

Welcome to Assassin's school, xXmusicaXx...

"Well," Sral said, cleaning his mug again. "If you would like to hang around, that's fine. But soon customers come in who aren't so hospitable to young ladies such as ...

I'll help you out. BAM. Now it is at the top. Now you can thank me by joining my SB, Assassin's school. Or you don't have to.

I, the principal, sit at my wooden desk. I enjoy looking at it, when I pretend to be filing papers, or organizing student applications. Or lawsuits from dead student's families. ...

That includes you.

Nicholas thought. The idea was tempting. But the fact that Cypher had captured the students... wasn't so tempting. Cypher is not to be messed with. That was the first rule ...

Yes yes, of course, I was just away temporarily. I will update the accepted list.

Ok, I think we have enough people to start, so go ahead an enter the school! If anyone else wants to jump in as we go along, that's fine. We ...

Sral took another swig of mead. He wasn't normal either. Assassin's weren't typically given the title, "Normal". Perhaps she was a mind reader, or had some other special ability. But ...