Patreon LogoYour support makes Blue Moon possible (Patreon)

Lunar Academy for the Gifted

Status
Not open for further replies.
Jessie had gotten up after hearing Eirawen's scream and did her best to make her way over to the girl, soon being slowed down by a crowd of students that had gotten in her way. She pushed through until finally she was by her friend. "Are you alright?
 
Maddox glanced down to Eirawen for a few moments, his own eyes unflinching from hers. "I'm afraid magic would be a little pointless for something like that," he said with a soft, dry laugh, and he withdrew a simple handkerchief out of his suit pocket. It merely contained an M., with no other initial, and he passed it over to her. He'd seen the discomfort in her eye when his hand had lingered a little too long on her shoulder. "As for Zachary, there are right bastards everywhere you go. Zachary's one of our few troublemakers, but he's reasonably easy to keep in line," he said simply. Maddox was a one man disciplinary committee. His Devil's Arithmetic magic, typically revolving around spatial magic, was extremely powerful.

As a girl rushed through the crowds in the lunch room and approached Eirawen, Maddox offered her a smile one could describe as warm. "She's perfectly fine. Eislin merely thought it funny to pick on a younger student. There's no lasting damage," he assured a moment later, his hands digging down into his pockets, his eyes lingering on both of the young women.
 
Eirawen Gavin took the handkerchief and lightly wiped off the ice cream on her shoulder, shivering as some of the cold treat slide down her back jumping in surprise. "Ccccold!" Her whole body shivered for awhile before she finally managed to get all the ice cream off of her shoulder. "Um I will probably have to wash this off before I can give this back to you, I promise I will give it back though Mr. Maddox." She turned her head to glance at Zachary her eyes were filled with fear, the albino looked back at Mr. Maddox's sleepless eyes. "How can I defend myself against him? I don't have any abilities...I can't use magic." Eirawen asked her voice filled with fear.

The girl turned to her friend and hugged her tightly, smiling at Jessie. "I am alright, I was scared for awhile because of what um Zachery did. I was in so much pain...but Mr. Maddox came and rescued me. I am so happy that at least a teacher helped me, the other students did not do anything, even when I begged for help...I am just glad that it is over with."
 
"I'm glad you're alright Eirawen. I would have been over here sooner but the crowd was just so big." she hugged the girl back and looked at the teacher. "Thanks for saving her."
 
Maddox very nearly questioned the girl on why she was here if she was incapable of using magic. This was a school for the, ah, "gifted", after all. His own skills were a testament to that fact. However, a solution soon presented itself. "Well, I imagine you don't have any classes with Mr. Eislin, so the only time you've to worry is between classes, yes? I can escort you. I often do so for students who have been bullied," he explained. That, in fact, wasn't a lie to get close to her. It was the honest truth. But, in this case, it merely had the bonus of getting him closer to the pretty young albino.

"And it is a duty of the teachers to protect the students. There's no need to thank me. Or return the handkerchief. It's only a piece of cloth," Maddox said with the smallest of smiles, though it never extended to his sleepless eyes.
 
"You would do that for me? Oh thank you so much Mr. Maddox, I-I don't know how I can ever thank you for this. You have already saved me once today, and now you are offering to walk me too and from my classes, you are truly a kind person." Eirawen Gavin said, bowing down slightly, her shirt white hair falling in front of her pretty face. "As for your handkerchief well I have to return despite what you saying that I don't have too, I-I would get punished when I took stuff that didn't belong to me at my old house so please allow me to return it to you as soon as I can." While she was bowing down to the teacher people could have looked down her shirt and see a little bit of her pale supple breast.

Eirawen turned toward Jessie and smiled. "I am glad that you could make it though, god I was so scared but thankfully Mr. Maddox helped me. He made Zachery go into this cube thing and then later he touched my shoulder and made the light magic that the guy had use come out of me. He used magic on me I guess, I am still getting over people being able to use magic..."
 
Maddox offered Eirawen a smile. "As I said before, it is a duty of mine. It's a pleasure to do it for someone actually appreciative," he said with the smallest of laughs. "And very well. Just give it to me whenever you have it cleaned, or I might have it back right now and get it cleaned myself. But no matter," he said with a dismissive wave, his eyes gravitating toward pale skin when she bowed. One of his few vices.. the soft, supple flesh of the girls he taught. "And yes, it is magic. I teach many of the principles of magic and the arcane here. Also? Math," he said, though Maddox's magic and math were almost synonymous. "May I ask, well, both of your names, then? I am typically bad with names," he explained. Most students eventually wound up having him, but he tended to forget most about a week after they'd exited his class.
 
Eirawen lightly hit her head, she couldn't believe that she had forgotten to give the teacher her name, she quickly bowed down once more at him, showing her pale skin once more. "I am so sorry, I can't believe I forgot to tell you my name. I am Eirawen Gavin, I am a new student here, and I would be very happy if you were my teacher some day. In fact I hope that you are, I am terrible at math, as for the magic well I am not sure why I would be put there, if I have magic I don't know it yet I guess." She said her voice was almost cheerful.
 
Maddox offered her a nod. "Well, it never hurts to know about magic. Especially here. If you learn about it, then you learn simple ways to dispel it. Even with common things. Such as, you can defeat someone who uses shadows just by turning out the lights," he said cheerfully. "Anyway, it is quite a pleasure to meet you, Miss Gavin," he said, relishing the sight of her pale, supple breasts, even if he didn't see much of them. "In any case, I rather hope you are in my class at some point as well," he said kindly. Oh yes. He would enjoy that..
 
"I'm Jessie Williams. You're a magic teacher? That's my gift." She beamed, happy to know at least one of the teachers she might have during her time at the school. Her outfit was form fitting in some places, accenting her curves
 
"What about people who use light magic? Like that Zachery boy...I would like to know how to defend myself against people like that...seeing how I am highly susceptible to that kind of attack. Are there going to be other kinds of magic that I will be susceptible too?" Eirawen Gavin quickly covered her mouth blushing. "I-I guess I should wait until class to learn about that huh. Anyway thank you so much for everything you have done for me today, I am truly grateful and I wish I knew how I could thank you properly...Oh I know maybe I can help clean your classroom sometime, if that is ok with you." The albino said her voice was eager and happy that she had found a way to pay the man back, she didn't know that to some it might sound like a come on. "You would have to show me the way though, I would probably get lost otherwise..." She said embarrassed.
 
How did you end up this lucky? Maddox thought to himself, looking between the two young women, beautiful in their own ways. "A magic user? What do you specialize in?" Maddox asked. He knew most people specialized, to some degree. He preferred spatial and math magic, even though there were very few types he couldn't use. He was an amazing spellcaster, likely the best at the school. It was why matters of discipline were typically delegated to him. "Mirrors and clothes that cover your skin. He can't harm anything he can't touch, and if it's just light, a mirror will reflect it," Maddox said coolly. He had ways of disciplining various students. He dragged Zachary to the local carnival and put him in the house of mirrors. "And if you'd like. You can come with me after lunch, if you'd like, to see. Though my class room is usually cleaned by the students; my office, perhaps?" he offered a moment later. Oh yes, he truly was a bastard when it came to the soft-skinned, young students of the school.
 
"I usually do wear clothes that cover my skin, but I have run out of cloth to make clothes and this was the last outfit I had that was clean, and well I couldn't go walking around the school naked. That would just be wrong, and embarrassing." Eirawen stammered out her cheeks turning crimson at the thought of her pale body exposed to everyone, though Jessie had already seen her breasts, a thought that made her whole face turn a pretty shade of red. "You want me to clean your office? Um ok if I can help you out anyway to pay your back for saving me then alright. Just tell me when and show me where."
 
Maddox silently seemed to consider this for a moment. It would certainly be appealing to have her walking around in nothing but, well, nothing. The paleness of her flesh, after all, called out to him. He much preferred the unsullied skin of the pale. "Understandable," he said cheerfully. "But the point is largely moot, for right now. He won't get anywhere near you. And do you have class immediately after lunch? Or perhaps after school, today?" he offered, a brow cocked in question.
 
"I don't really have a specialty to be honest." She admitted with embarrassment in her voice, a slight pink in her cheeks. "Is there a way I could get special training from you?" Her innocent question could be easily seen as a student attempting to advance her grade through another way.
 
"I guess after lunch would be fine, after school Jessie and I think are going shopping after school, I need some new clothes and sunscreen. I usually make my clothes but actually shopping for myself is going to be a new experience for me. I do need some new shoes...I am glad that foster parents number three were kind enough to give me some money, plus I could always sell my silver dagger...though I would hate to sell that..." Eirawen said sadly. "You would have to lead me to you office, though I don't know where anything in this school is, as I have probably said before." The albino said embarrassed.
 
Maddox had to resist the impulse to look skyward. Why do you test me so? He always kept his little affairs secret, but rumors -did- circulate, and he was trying to hold back... but there were just so many perfect opportunities. And the way they spoke.. "You have," Maddox said quickly. "In any case, just ask if you need money. This school is always willing to help its students," he said, before he glanced to Jessie. "We'll have to talk more on that subject sometime, but most certainly," he said, just as the bell rung. He could have smiled. He glanced down to Eirawen, "Would you care to follow me?" he asked with a cocked brow.
 
Jessie nodded. "Of course. Thank you." She smiled at Eirawen. "I'll see you back at the dorm then after school." she waved and walked out of the lunch room
 
Eirawen waved happily at Jessie before she started to follow the teacher, a smile on her face, she was glad that she was going to be about to help out her teacher and pay him back. "Thank you so much for allowing me to help you out, I am glad that I can show you my gratitude in at least this small way." The albino said cheerfully, she didn't know that people were looking at them oddly she was just so happy to be able to help out the man that had saved her from that wretched student. "And don't worry about my money issues, I will just find away to earn money, maybe work at night or something."
 
Maddox led Eirawen out of the cafeteria, his hands dug down into the pockets of his suit pants. "Well, I'm glad I can put you at ease by putting you to work," he said in a voice that indicated he was teasing. "And if you would like... I could employ you as my assistant? I need one, anyway, and my last one died a horribly unspeakable death. Not related to the job, mind, she just took out a bad loan. Funny thing, that. Their debt collectors were werewolves," he said, humor riding on his voice. "How about it?" he asked, turning down to look at her. "I'd hate for a job to have to impact your studies," he continued, leading her through the halls and the many students, towards his office, nearby to his classroom.
 
"Your assistant huh? What would I do? Wwait werewolves? Tthere are werewolves here?" Eirawen asked her voice was shaking in fear, magic was one thing but mythical creatures was something entirely different, if she accidently angered one they might kill her or eat her and she had a feeling she would be rather tasty. "Um how can I avoid angering a werewolf or something that could eat me without thinking twice?" She was very worried about that it seemed, she didn't want to be eaten by a wolf. "I-I am sorry if I am annoying you...I don't mean to...it is just that this whole magic and mythical creatures being real is kind of new to me. I am starting to wonder why I was ever even enrolled here...like I said before I have no power, I am just an albino who can sew and write poems...if that is a power than it is not a very impressive one." She said her voice was tinged with sorrow and fear at being yet again another freak this time she would be for two reasons, because of her looks and because she had no power.
 
Maddox shook his head at that. "I don't think we've any werewolves enrolled here. But, as I said, she got embroiled in some debt a long way away from here, and she got killed because of it. Nothing you have to worry about. And mostly... mostly just keep my schedule, clean my office, run errands, things of that nature," he explained, as he made his way into his office. It was dimly lit, though... nice, in its own way. It included a desk, a leather chair, a couch to one side, a chair across from the desk, some cabinets... and it was messy. Food wrappers, cups, a few errant pieces of clothing, things of that nature. It also needed a good vacuuming. "You're not annoying. And you had to've been enrolled here for a reason. I've confidence that you'll learn it in time. Regardless, it's a pleasure to have you here," he said, making his way toward his desk, sitting down on the edge. A meter stick sat almost ceremoniously on his desk beside him, and he iddly pushed it around on the desk.
 
Eirawen's red eyes widened at the messy office, she carefully made her way toward the desk, making sure she didn't break anything. She was almost to the desk when she tripped and fell forward, luckily she put her hands out and managed to grab the edge of the desk just in time. "That was a close one. So um where do you want me to start cleaning up? I have to be honest with you though, I never thought it would be this um....disorganized. But I gave you my word that I would clean up your office and I will not back down." The albino said while she pulled herself up. She cast another look around the room, turning around so that her back was facing towards him, giving him a nice view of her rear, it looked rather firm, but at the same time it showed her back where their were some old scars, the looked like they had been caused by a whip, some were burn marks though. It was almost shocking what she had endured.
 
Maddox nearly winced when she fell, his hands reaching out quickly to grasp her forearms, taking this opportunity to stare down her shirt. "Are you alright?" he asked softly, pulling her back into a standing position, hands lingering a second longer than they should have before they left her arms. "And as I said... it is rather messy," he said. That was something of an understatement, but still. "All of my paperwork is orderly, but my office has become rather cluttered," he continued, eyes trailing over her rear when she turned away. However, he also noticed the scars. How could he not. He reached out ot gently grasp her by the arm, preventing her jerking away when he touched upon one of her scars.
 
As was expected she did try to jerk away almost as soon as he grabbed her slender arm, she was scared that he was going to hit her as her foster parents had done to her before. When she felt him touch one of her scars she flinched away. "Wwhat are you doing Mr. Maddox?" Eirawen asked her voice was trembling with fear, she did know why he would touch her scars, they were a thing of shame to her, a reminder of her second foster family. "Pplease let go of my arm." The albino pleaded with him, her voice was trembling, she couldn't help it, he had taken her by surprise when had grabbed her arm like that, it reminded her to much of the cruelty she had been put through for part of her life. "Why are you touching my scars?"
 
Status
Not open for further replies.
Back
Top Bottom