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Post by Deleted on Aug 29, 2018 13:16:11 GMT -4
 Aeris Leon Teacher 1-A || Fantasy || Danse de Fee The Core of a Prayer is just an Egoist "Sigh, it was such a pleasant day thus far." Aeris of course was here. But not as a possible recruit. She was a Pro-Hero. A foreign Citizen. And a Teacher. No way was she in any shape to join the Military, but she was there as an advisor, Public relations with the school, and an emergency contact if any of the students found themselves injured. It would be that last one that interrupted her meal with the officers. She was called to come help Maxi out in the infirmary. The poor boy.
Pushing her way through the curtains, the Fairy teacher walked down the aisle looking for Maxi's bed. Since it was a professional visit, she was in her pencil skirt and blazer combo. Small butterfly rings on her fingers. Her long white hair tied up in a bun and she wore a pair of small lensed reading glasses. Eventually she came upon his bed and whistled from the outside. "Are you decent Monseiur?" Her hands sliding through the side of the curtain, waiting for a response. She did not want to step in on some time post shots or pre-girlfriend time. She knew what it was like to be young and a Nurses Bed was that sort of place. |
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Post by Maximillian Tychus Kane on Sept 20, 2018 10:41:15 GMT -4
To be quite fair, he was actually feeling quite lazy today, not showing much of anything when it came to emotions or activity once he was placed in his bed, even if surrounded by lots of nurses. It's something one might suffer after feeling heaven: good, though lesser things just didn't feel as great to him. In this case? Sophie. That nurse was way too perfect for him to ever feel much of anything for any other nurse, specially when it came down to attractiveness and simple sexyness. These feel boring, uninteresting.
Casual thought aside, he also was trying to come to terms with how stupidly he had acted ever since he stepped in this military camp. Taken by the excitement equivalent to a child inside a toy store who just downed five grams of speed, he had played around with all the weaponry he could using his quirk: lifting, operating, aiming, just flailing them around a little, what have you -- anything he could do with his quirk, he did it. Such reckless behaviour did earn him quite the fun time with said weaponry, though it also earned him wicked nasty frostbite all over his hands and fingers, so much so he needed to be treated quite quickly, since the nurses thought it could easily get worse and maybe even reach the point of the necessity of actual amputation: they only calmed down when he explained that he had a natural resistance to it, that he could even recover from frostbite relatively better than most people. Still, they insisted that he stay to not only be treated, but also have his body analyzed for a better understanding of his quirk. He complied, there was no reason not to.
That meant though that he'd be in the infirmary for a good while, for as long as they needed him to be there, even if his hands were bandaged and his exhaustion slowly dissapearing. It also opened up a window for him to get visits! First one? His teacher, the one whose his relationship started in a considerably rocky way, actually. An exercise where he had to fight her for three coins, otherwise, Levi would be kicked off of the school. Then, he was angry. Now, he realized it was all her doing her best to motivate him, it was likely she wouldn't even do anything to her.
With all this in mind, it influenced his relatively positive demeanor, when the tanned boy gave her a smile, even chuckling a bit. "Well enough for a visit! It's just frostbite, don't worry and come in!" He told her, laying down snuggly below his sheets, so that his heat sucking would be dampened just a bit by the blankets that didn't let any of it escape. Even if he was sure that his teacher was tough enough to not care about it, he really didn't feel like being a nuisance to her -- not after he took a while to realize just how cute she actually is.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 23, 2018 10:24:37 GMT -4
Aeris Leon Teacher 1-A || Fantasy || Danse de Fee The Core of a Prayer is just an Egoist With her hand parting the curtain slowly, she stepped in and looked over the poor injured student she was called for. Walking over to the left side of the bed, she tilted her glasses a bit looking over his injuries. Given what she knew about his abilities she could surmise a few things. "I suppose you had quite a bit of fun today. Perhaps it would be better to sit in the sun for a bit?
Her heels clicked on the wooden flooring when she turned to look for the charts. She wanted to make sure Maxi wasn't just trying to play the tough guy right now. Teenager, Male, Heroling, and third strongest in the class. He was definitely within all the categories that would not want to seem weak by having to leave the fun early, regardless of the fact an organ burst.
Once found, she gave the paper a cursory glance and just sighed. "Seems the nurses are being overly cautious because they do not know what they are dealing with. " She turned around and bent over placing the back of her hand on hsi forehead to check the temperature, forgetting that she had previously unbuttoned the top button of her blouse to flirt with an officer. |
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Post by Maximillian Tychus Kane on Oct 20, 2018 12:29:23 GMT -4
"You and I both know the sun doesn't do anything for me. I'd need an Arizona day to make my skin remotely warm." Maximillian commented with a little chuckle, simply watching his teacher as she came to check on his injuries, wincing not out of pain, but out of embarrassment when she correctly deduced the reason behind the source of his injuries. Yes, he did have a lot of fun experimenting and looking at all sorts of weaponry, how he could wield several weapons, though with not that much efficiency, by encasing just parts of them with ice.
Even if your aim isn't that great, just holding six automatic rifles with your mind tends to be quite the menacing sight.
He wasn't even aware that he was now the third strongest in the class, never having regarded himself as such. In fact, though he was aware he was strong, he had attained a semblance of respect for some in his class, so much so that at best, he'd only consider himself fifth or something like that. He was also not one to be prideful or ashamed of being in pain or vulnerable, he always saw that as what made him human.
What else made him human? The fact that when she bent over to place the back of her forehead on his bone-chillingly cold forehead, his eyes quietly and nonchalantly stared at her cleavage, finding it to be surprisingly firm, though a little smaller than some he had seen for her age. If she hadn't talked about the nurses, he might have just complimented her breasts.
"Yeah they are. Running tests on me too, since they are surprised with my skin, eyes and specially my discolored blood." He replied, feeling as if he was missing out on some fun by having been too reckless and not looked after himself and his safety. Though, having the attention of a teacher and a direct line of sight to a nice pair of boobs definitely made this young highschooler VERY happy.
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Post by Kelolon on Oct 25, 2018 21:06:03 GMT -4
Aeris - 8 EXP
Maxi - 16 EXP
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