iKitten
Supernova
- Joined
- May 25, 2009
The School for the Gifted and Talented, where students of the magical variety could come and enjoy their education. There, teachers of the Highest Order in the Grand Cardinals would provide easy access to learning and honing in a studentâ??s inner magic and for those that want to learn something they had not inherited from their parents. Many varieties include the elemental basics and the advance forms, all the way to the ancient traditions of intricate ceremonies.
Reading the pamphlet, one would assume that the S.G.T was a wonderful school that all magical students could enjoy life at. They stayed in dormitories that were basic household and room needs, along with the ability to summon one creature from another realm to protect them and pair up with them during duelsâ??duels that were set up almost bi-weekly to keep studentsâ?? magic in shape and for them to practice defense and attack. They lived among both humans and magical beings that were peaceful, but those who wield any form of sorcery were asked to educate and learn how to use their skills so that if a war between kingdoms occurred, they could protect their homes.
For one student, he didnâ??t think this was the greatest place for all teenage magic wielders to go and learn. At least, not the slow learning ones. Jean was one of the students that were placed into the lower level magic learners programâ??despite the fact that he was already a sophomore. With a slim and tone figure, bleached out blonde hair and blue eyes, he was sought out by the stronger students to duel. Mainly, they just wanted to beat someone and get a good laugh at how fast he usually lost.
Biting his bottom lip hard, he snuck out of the first period and held the book he found in the library. It was in the restricted section, labeled with more demonic writing than angelic. Many students picked angelic beings of the elemental variety because they were either beautiful or â??coolâ??, but Jean knew that if he was in need of a stronger partner than his magic can defend, then heâ??d have his best bet in a demonic one. Once he was in the courtyard, he sat under a large oak tree. The blonde didnâ??t care that he was ruining his uniform, as the black slacks crumpled on the ground and dust brushed at the sleeves of his black blazer. The white dress shirt under it was untouched, as well as the black tie and gray vest.
Demons of War. Powerful creatures that are only for the advance students. Demons can not be sent back to where they came unless the magic user chose to do so. However, a caution is that if the user does not have the magic to do so, then they Demon is left wandering the earth until the user learns enough skills to send them home. The words â??Mazal Triofâ? shall initiate the summoning.
Jean read over the information over and over, before deciding that this was the one. â??Mazel Triof!â? he hissed towards the pages, mispronouncing the word, as dull blue eyes glowing a crystalline brightness as magic from within him swirled outwards. It was a weak call, but hopefully, it was bright enough on the other side.
Reading the pamphlet, one would assume that the S.G.T was a wonderful school that all magical students could enjoy life at. They stayed in dormitories that were basic household and room needs, along with the ability to summon one creature from another realm to protect them and pair up with them during duelsâ??duels that were set up almost bi-weekly to keep studentsâ?? magic in shape and for them to practice defense and attack. They lived among both humans and magical beings that were peaceful, but those who wield any form of sorcery were asked to educate and learn how to use their skills so that if a war between kingdoms occurred, they could protect their homes.
For one student, he didnâ??t think this was the greatest place for all teenage magic wielders to go and learn. At least, not the slow learning ones. Jean was one of the students that were placed into the lower level magic learners programâ??despite the fact that he was already a sophomore. With a slim and tone figure, bleached out blonde hair and blue eyes, he was sought out by the stronger students to duel. Mainly, they just wanted to beat someone and get a good laugh at how fast he usually lost.
Biting his bottom lip hard, he snuck out of the first period and held the book he found in the library. It was in the restricted section, labeled with more demonic writing than angelic. Many students picked angelic beings of the elemental variety because they were either beautiful or â??coolâ??, but Jean knew that if he was in need of a stronger partner than his magic can defend, then heâ??d have his best bet in a demonic one. Once he was in the courtyard, he sat under a large oak tree. The blonde didnâ??t care that he was ruining his uniform, as the black slacks crumpled on the ground and dust brushed at the sleeves of his black blazer. The white dress shirt under it was untouched, as well as the black tie and gray vest.
Demons of War. Powerful creatures that are only for the advance students. Demons can not be sent back to where they came unless the magic user chose to do so. However, a caution is that if the user does not have the magic to do so, then they Demon is left wandering the earth until the user learns enough skills to send them home. The words â??Mazal Triofâ? shall initiate the summoning.
Jean read over the information over and over, before deciding that this was the one. â??Mazel Triof!â? he hissed towards the pages, mispronouncing the word, as dull blue eyes glowing a crystalline brightness as magic from within him swirled outwards. It was a weak call, but hopefully, it was bright enough on the other side.