Nikita growled and Howl just laughed. The teachers here really don't seem to know talent at all. They think I'm crazy! Nikita thought. Howl growled in agreement.
May The Blood of my Enemies Flow Like Rivers to the Sea
Professor Shepherd nodded and walked over to Nikita; he took out a white eraser and tapped her shoulder gently. Her armour melted away and her sword vanished. He took her by the shoulder and led her over to the other Professor. "Here is your missing student, a little calmer." "Please don't exaggerate ever in my classroom next time, unless, of course, you would like detention." He spoke to Nikita. Nikita shot him a glance, silently furious. He smiled at her.
I looked at the professor. "Can I try?" I asked smiling. "I can handel this. And when Are we really going to fight?" I grinned. "I can take on anyone in here."
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
He raised his eyebrows at her. "Pride comes before a fall." He warned, but take a shot. He nodded to one of the boys. He handed over a sword to Shyla. Professor Shepherd wheeled a dummy to her and took a step back. "After this, you are welcome to challenge anyone, with wooden swords of course, so we can see what you already know."
I smiled and nodded. I kicked it and cut its head off, putting the sword right where the heart would be. Then I twirled the sword in between my fingers."That good? Pretty easy." I grinned. "Who's your hardest person here?"
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
*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 into the job description.*
He stumbled slightly, the limp in his leg still there. He dared not to look at the place he used to call home. He could feel the heat from the fire, the fire that he himself had ignited. He blinked back tears, as he limped away.
As Phyco the Janitor was cleaning up some liver off the floor he was thinking "I wish Charlie could pick up things." This was because his best and only friend ,whose name was Charlie, was an invisible flying hippo. Psycho stared at Charlie then, wishing he could see him. Phyco heard a noise from the room next door, he sighed, another dead body to clean.
I grinned at her question. "Not yet but soon that I can promise." I said. "Then what are we doing?" She asked irritably. "I am going to teach you about poisons none of the mess but all of the pain." I replied and I watched her and her daemon's eyes dance with a cold savage light. "I am Roxxanne." I said as we reached my classroom. "Welcome to Poisons and Uses 101."
Spoiler
That's not what her class is called officially it's self titled. Also her students address her by Roxxanne or Roxxie.
"You are without a doubt, the worst pirate I've ever heard of."
"would you still love me if i was a worm"
yeah babe i would AND id get you your own compost bin so we could enter gardening competitions together — Corvid
