Beginning the hunt (by finding a partner) on Mirage Chamber

Professor Kijewski

January 14, 2009 5:36 PM

1st and 2nd years Lesson 2 by Professor Kijewski

On the other side of the portrait, Kiva returned to the front of the class to address the students. Behind Kiva were a patch of trees. The setting was the exact same setting she had used while with her Advanced students before midterm except that this time around, a Chimaera wasn't waiting for them. "Okay, everyone please settle down and we'll get started." She waited a moment for all the chatter to quiet down before she addressed them and that days lesson.

"Because we're onto the second half of the term, we have a lot to cover. This lesson is going to combine a lot of class work together and hopefully will help you all to remember the creatures that you'll come in contact with today." Kiva lifted one of the papers that she had asked the students to take before entering the Mirage Chamber. "This is our lesson. A Scavenger Hunt." She declared, grinning at her students. When she had been young, she had loved doing these sorts of activities. It was a day of fun and exploring. The paper was a list of Creatures. Some they had already learned about. Others were completely new (at least most were new to the first years). The list read:

Scavenger Hunt

Creatures

1. Glumbumble
2. Bowtruckle
3. Clabbert
4. Fairy
5. Moke
6. Owl
7. Unicorn
8. Wood-Nympth

"This is your list that you have to follow for the lesson. There are eight creatures on this list, you have to get at least five in order to get a passing grade for the class. When you come upon the area in which the animal can be located, there will be a card full of facts and myths about the creature. You need to take one of these cards. These cards will tell me that you did indeed find the creature in the forest." Kiva held up a brightly colored card. She chose bright colors so that the students would be able to see them while in the forest.

"You are also provided a map. Use your map, the small hints provided, and your books to locate the creatures and the cards. I'll signal you when the lesson is over. If you need help, come find me or ask around. You can work with anyone you want or by yourself. That's your call." Kiva paused for a moment trying to decide if she should add on to this before deciding she might as well, "The point of this lesson is to give you a chance to see how the creatures interact within their own habitat. Use your own knowledge that you've learned and the book as a reference. The cards will be your study guide for the exam at the end of the year, so do not lose them. Please head into the forest to start the hunt."

OOC: Please remember the rules. 200 words for your posts as is the required number on your applications. Be creative and use whatever references you want when discussing the creatures or where they are located in the woods. And, above all else, have fun with it.

Subthreads:

I loved these in school. by Eun Ae Song with Adelita Garcia, Euna, Juri Dahlgren, Eun Ae, Lita

Beginning the hunt (by finding a partner) by Taylor Li with Nathaniel Leon, Taylor

Scavanging for a 2nd year by Danny Nash with Ian Grimm, Daniel

Hunting for a soon-to-be Scavenger. by Quentin Melcher with Mike Song

Class Closed, but feel free to continue posting (nm) by Professor K.

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Eun Ae Song

January 15, 2009 5:28 PM

I loved these in school. by Eun Ae Song

"You're on your own for this, Euna; I plan on winning," Min Ae announced, ditching her almost immediately. He quickly disappeared into a section of thick brush, and she heard him call a greeting within seconds. Eun Ae stared after him, quailing slightly at the prospects of handling the scavenger hunt on her own, or braving hunting up a partner.

She had been excited when Professor K had first mentioned the Mirage Chamber. Even first years like herself had heard of the hidden room, that only the best upper classmen were given entrance to. Despite the professor's assurances that nothing in there was real in the physical sense, she imagined it would be very much like some kind of 3D movie. Once she realized that the 3D effects actually included some solidity, some of that excitement turned into nervousness. She had never liked scary movies, and always pretended an interest in a book to escape watching them.

Eun Ae held her book bag a little tighter, drawing the slim canvas close to her chest, the divied list tucked sparingly into her hand. She took three steps toward the same section of woods her brother had chosen before giving in. Even if she knew the creatures she was looking for were, for the most part, harmless and basically not real- in the normal sense- she had her doubts; doubts which were evincing themselves in the shape of pre-horror film jitters.

She grabbed a passing school robe sleeve and tugged, hoping that she had stumbled upon someone friendly. She kept her head bowed, her short height and dark hair all but obscuring her face."Do you mind working together?"

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Taylor Li

January 19, 2009 7:38 PM

Beginning the hunt (by finding a partner) by Taylor Li

Standing around with the other students in the class, waiting to go into the Mirage Chamber was a bit exciting, Taylor had to admit. It was the discovery of an entirely new part of the school. Even when Professor Kijewski stated that everything in the room was fake Taylor wasn’t phased in the least. Having actually been on a set of a show, she knew that the fake stuff could lead to some pretty dramatic and amazing things on film. She expected this to be something similar and was eager to get in.

Maybe a bit too eager and was both a bit relieved and a bit embarrassed when the professor mentioned tripping over someone's belongings since she had in the class before midterm. She took a bit of a breath, deciding that was the best way to stay calm and hopefully not creating the same scene. With a new sense of caution, but not over the actual room, she followed the rest of the group in. Once in, she stopped and waited as they had been directed to do.

While waiting, she took a glance at the paper for the class. It was a list of various creatures, a couple of which popped out at her – unicorn and fairy. She bounced a bit on her heels. Were they actually going to see them? She had read about them in books and seen pictures of them. Were they anything like the way they were described? Though, she knew that she shouldn’t hope so since she had learned by this point that what held true in the muggle world didn’t necessarily hold true in the magical world.

Before she could ponder this any longer, the professor began the lesson, which was a Scavenger Hunt. She had never gotten to do one before since it had only been her with a private tutor. It seemed rather pointless to have done one alone. Looking at the list again, she identified the five that she wanted to find the most and put those into order – fairies, unicorns, wood-nymphs, moke just because it sounded interesting, and…Okay, tough decision time. She didn’t want to pick owl since she knew what it was, but the other three she couldn’t decide between.

Perhaps, a partner would be best suited to this endeavor. She glanced around for someone who didn’t already seem to be with a group, but seemed friendly enough that they would want to work with someone. After a few minutes, she finally spotted another person. Walking up to them, she began with standard introduction, as anything less might be rude, “Hi. I’m Taylor.” Then, she asked, “Do you want to work together. I’m thinking of doing numbers four, five, seven, and eight first, but I can’t think of a fifth one that I definitely want to find since they all seem interesting. What about you? Any thoughts?”

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Adelita Garcia

January 19, 2009 8:22 PM

They are rather fun to do. by Adelita Garcia

Adelita was so excited to hear that their Care of Magical Creatures class would be meeting in Cascade Hall. It was so rare to ever divy from their normal routine and when they did, it was like a whole different world to her. She realized that people probably thought her a little strange with her thinking, but she never minded it too much. Besides, she had her group of friends and that’s all that mattered. And, she was going to be able to go inside the Mirage Chamber! She was so excited! She didn’t think lessons would be this fun. Any of them. Even History of Magic was interesting.

She took a piece of paper as she made her way through the opening and into a field through the other side. Lita was aware that all of what she was seeing wasn’t really real. She knew it, but at the same time, just standing there made it seem like there was no possible way that this place could be fake. Just no way. Even the breeze felt real. This was amazing! Adelita had grown up with magic all around her. Her parents were magical, her grandparents were magical, her friends were magical. She knew magic, but she didn’t know all of what magic was capable of doing. And being here at Sonora made her open her eyes to all that magic had to offer.

Professor Kijewski began the lesson and for the first time, Adelita took a moment to actually look at the paper she had taken. Scavenger Hunt. Oh, that sounded fun. She had done an Egg Hunt at Easter, which was sort of the same. If you were able to get the Golden Egg, you won a huge price. Adelita never got the Golden Egg, but she did get the Silver Egg, which basically was the same to Adelita. She was five, she was allowed to disregard the obvious at that age.

She was completely excited about seeing a Unicorn. Fake or not, it was a Unicorn. But a wood-nymph would be cool to see. She’s seen Owls, Bowtruckles, and Fairies before. A moke would be cool even though Lita wasn’t a fan of reptiles and a Clabbert she had read about in books. Yes, this hunt should be all fun. Well, so long as she found five of them.

Being dismissed, Adelita looked around for her friends. She wasn’t sure if they wanted to work in a group or what. Lessons were hard to determine whether they wanted to stay within their own crowd or branch out. Walking around though, someone decided for her. Looking, Adelita saw a girl whom she’d seen around but never spoken to. If Lita recalled correctly, the girl had a brother in their class too. What were their names again? She couldn’t remember.

Adelita was a small girl and will always be a small girl. Her mother wasn’t even 5 feet. Her dad was only 5’6. And her aunts never grew passed 5’1 except for her Tia Sofia who was using her height to her advantage. So, Adelita had accepted her fate as always being a small person. Made it easier to dance with a partner though. Still, looking at another girl’s head because she was looking down felt a little bit odd. “Oh, sure.” Adelita answered, realizing the girl had spoken to her. “I don’t think we’ve met yet, I’m Adelita Garcia, Lita for short.” She used her nickname with the girl because she was a girl as they seemed more accepting of such things. “Is there a creature you wanted to see the most? We can try to figure out how to find that one.” Lita offered the girl, smiling politely to her.

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Euna

January 22, 2009 4:06 PM

Birthday party ones are the best. by Euna

Euna felt a wave of relief wash over her. It was so nice to be greeted with such ease- something she was growing increasingly familiar with at Sonora. The separation- that sense of difference- that she always met with her classmates before in elementary school wasn't present here. Sure, she felt a little off when around her brother's friends in Pecari, but the rest of the houses seemed like a good fit. Aladren in particular; it was as if she was born to it, and every time she stepped into her common room, it was with a sense of homecoming.

"Hi. . .Lita," she replied, smiling somewhat shyly. "I'm Eun Ae Song, but please, just call me Euna."

"A particular creature? I don't know. . ." She bent her head, giving her scavenger list its first real genuine look-over. The list seemed fairly straight forward, most of the names striking a chord of familiarity with her. She was at least two weeks ahead in most of her classes, the materials outlined neatly in highlighted rows and columns. The notebook for CoMC sat carefully in her bookbag, and after some careful consideration, she placed a finger next to her choice. "How about the glumbumble? They shouldn't be too hard to find- they like nettles, so maybe. . ."

Euna lifted her gaze to the environment around them. The nettles back home normally grew around fence posts and in between sidewalk cracks. Her mother used to force her and Min Ae to carry a small bundle of dried nettles in their raincoats during hurricane season to protect them from lightning. Theirs was the only house without the rough patches marring the mailbox or backyard. Nettles also liked high places- at least, that's what she had read, somewhere.

"How about we try up there?" she asked, pointing toward the only rise in elevation in the increasingly expansive Mirage Chamber. A small knoll rose above a cropping of trees, and to her eyes, there faintly shimmered the haze of insects and thick air.

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Juri Dahlgren

January 23, 2009 6:25 PM

Am I interrupting? by Juri Dahlgren

Having been at the magical school for half a year, the fact that they were standing outside a portrait didn’t faze Juri in the least, but then not many things were known to, except his parents arguing. That’s all they had done over the entire break. It was all about how much time he was going to spend and with whom. The Judge had wanted him to go to church with him and the Executioner for the holiday. His mother had disapproved of the idea for multiple reasons, some selfish, some not.

She wanted her only son, her only child to spend Christmas with her, as they had always done. However, she disapproved of Juri being forced into a religion that he may or may not choose on his own. Of course, being the free spirit, she disapproved of the entire concept of organized religion. In the end, it had been Juri’s decision, each parent wanting to be picked. Not wanting to disappoint either (though, he suspected this turn in his dad had something to do with saving him from magic), he had been his logical self and opted for a Christmas Eve service and Christmas day with his mom.

Though, it hadn’t stopped the continued arguing. It was a relief to find himself back at Sonora, even with its oddities like entrances behind portraits. Juri followed in the midst of his classmates into the area to wait for the professor. While waiting, he fiddled with the paper that he had taken at the beginning, folding it this way and that, as he thought about his next project and the small issue with technology. Maybe if he…? No, no, that wouldn’t work. Or if he…? No, still wouldn’t work. Perhaps, he should consider going to the library and looking into some form of magic that could be used to work around the problem.

Juri was so lost in solving another dilemma that he created a new one for himself by missing what they were doing in the class. Glancing down at his hands, he saw the paper for the class. Unfolding it and looking at the creased words and map, it was easy to deduce that they were to be finding the creatures on the list. It was also easy to figure out by the way people were forming small groups that they could do that. Seeing two girls nearby, Juri figured this might be the easiest group to join. Getting closer, he caught the tail end of the question, but ignored it since it wasn’t said to him. He did apologize though for interrupting, “Hey, sorry, but do you have room for one more?”

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Adelita

January 26, 2009 10:45 PM

Never! by Adelita

Eun Ae Song. Eun Ae. Eun Ae. Euna. Adelita repeated these names in her head just as they left Euna’s mouth. It was an interesting name and Adelita vaguely wondered if it represented something for her. Adelita’s name meant Noble and mixed with her middle name, Maribel, her name meant Nobel Rebellion, which her parents found highly amusing. Her sister’s name combined meant Sweet Flower, which, one would have thought based on their personalities that their parents had a wicked sense of humor. Adelita made a mental note to ask Euna if there was anything behind the name when she felt they were more friends than just classmates.

While Euna consulted the list for a creature, Adelita looked around the chamber. It was still amazing to her how it could look so real and not be real at all. Once Euna decided that she wanted to look for the glumbumbles, Adelita’s gaze went from the forest, to Euna, to the overpass that Euna had pointed out. Oh, this would be so much fun! This was sort of like hiking only without really being bitten by bugs or worry of real animals. This was definitely going to be fun. “Yeah, let’s start with them and then make our way down and into the forest to look for the other creatures. Everyone seems to have scattered straight into the trees, so this will give us a start without any problems.” At least, that was Lita’s reasoning for it.

She was about to head off when someone came into their conversation rather politely. Looking, she realized it was another boy. She had seen him around much like she had Euna but had never spoken to him. There seemed to be quite a few boys around. Unlike Daniel or Nathaniel, this boy seemed rather quiet. Of course, he had only said one thing to them. Without thinking, Lita smiled and nodded, “Of course!” It never occurred to her that Euna might not have wanted someone else in their group.

“I’m Adelita-“ Once again, she skipped her nickname for fear that the boy would not enjoy it, and gestured to Euna, “And this is Yoon-Aye- Ah.” Lita had an accent being a Latina girl living with a Spanish-speaking mother and living much of her childhood in Spain, Mexico, and Los Angeles on top of her home town of San Francisco, and trying to say Euna’s name as carefully as she could seemed to only butcher it all the more. “Or just Euna.” She glanced apologetically to the other girl. “Sorry, I thought I’d give it a whirl. Any way, we’re heading up to check the glumbumbles up there. Like a hike. Want to come with us?”

Well, it would have been obvious to her that he did since he asked to join, but Adelita was too excited to pick up on the obvious.

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Danny Nash

January 27, 2009 12:03 PM

Scavanging for a 2nd year by Danny Nash

While creatures were not really his thing, Danny was intrigued by the new setting and he looked about the mirage chamber and listened to the day's lecture with genuine interest. He glanced over the list, recognizing only half the creature names on it. He thought it might be wise to partner with either a second year or someone from a magical background. He had every intention of finding all eight, so someone who knew what they were looking for would be invaluable.

He started walking toward the forest when Professor Kijewski told them to begin their hunt and evened out his steps beside one of the older students in the class. "Hi," Danny greeted. "I'm Daniel. Did you want a partner?" As a muggleborn first year whose idea of 'wilderness' was Holly's backyard, he didn't have a lot to offer to the partnership in the way of tracking expertise or knowledge of magical creatures' habits.

On the other hand . . . "I'm pretty good at spotting things." With perfect 20/20 vision and an eye for detail, he thought he might not be a completely lost cause for the day's activity. Plus, the Aladren badge on his robes let it go without saying that he was far more likely to work for a good grade than just mooch off an older student's experience.

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Eun Ae

January 27, 2009 12:30 PM

Join the hunt! by Eun Ae

Euna nodded, pleased with the easy agreement, and returned the smile. She made a total of two steps in the direction of the (hopefully) grumblebumbles when stopped. She recognized the boy- he was a house mate of hers after all. Juri, she remembered was his name. She tried to shrug off the slight pang when it seemed clear that he didn’t return the recognition. She supposed she did rather blend in. Most of her free hours were spent in her dorm room or the Gardens; she wasn’t one for lounging in the Aladren common room, or joining unfamiliar groups in the Cascade Hall during meal times. For the most part, she ate with her brother and his friends, or on her own. Beyond her ethnicity, there wasn’t anything terribly noticeable about her.

“Ah, no, you did just fine,” Euna reassured once Lita had finished with the introductions, nodding in confirmation of the direction. “And please, just Euna,” she told her housemate, not quite lifting her eyes, and then hesitantly: “You’re Juri, right? We’re in Aladren together.”

Without realizing it, she moved to the take the lead, her feet comfortable with directing themselves through pathless ways. Key Largo was the largest of the Florida Keys, but at 33 miles long, it made for few thoroughfares beyond the main highway that connected the Keys. There were no buses for school, most bike paths ended abruptly, and outside of the nature trails, it was an open canvas. She stepped over a small hedge made up of ferns and exposed tree roots and then paused, peering into the shaded sunlight. There was the faintest remnants of dampness in the earth and cautiously, she placed her foot down, wincing as her sturdy mary janes immediately sunk a good inch into the ground.

“We’ve got mud,” she announced, regretting rather earnestly having used her shoe to test the ground. She still wasn’t sure why, when so far from her mother’s eyes, she continued to wear the uniform of her elementary school days: starched skirts, opaque stockings or knee socks, collared blouses, and stuffy sweaters. The one pair of tennis shoes she owned had only been worn once since arriving at Sonora back at the beginning of the year, and that was only because Min Ae had stolen her mary janes over breakfast and hidden them.

“It should be okay if we stand on the tree roots,” she suggested, eyeing the expansive web that wove through the underbrush. It reminded her of pictures she had seen of the circulatory system, the many veins and arteries that wound through the body. “We might see a clabbert in here; they have webbed feet, right? So maybe they like the damp?”

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Nathaniel Leon

January 29, 2009 6:44 PM

Beginning check! What's next? by Nathaniel Leon

Nathaniel had never done anything like this! The statement he’d been thinking since he first arrived to Sonora, and the magic hadn’t worn off. Going back home for Midterm had only made him more excited to come back to the magic of Sonora. Mostly, the Care of Magical Creatures class, oh Nathaniel and the animals. He’d left the pygmy puff with his baby sister, she seemed to adore the thing, and now Nathaniel was hoping that he’d be able to bring home even more magical creatures for his family to see and play with.

They had been led someplace different, not the class. And when they were told not to wander, Nathaniel stood perfectly still, grinning still. Bouncing on the inside. Bouncing even more when he saw the room they were in turn into a forest. Oh how cool, Nathaniel thought, he’d done scavenger hunts many times when he was little. Star would always give him her items if they were doing one as a family, but this was for a lesson. Not just for fun. This was serious.

Then why was he holding back his giggles?

Getting his list and colorful map, Nathaniel looked it over, wondering which things he would like to find. A few were very easy, a few he’d never heard of before. What would be more fun to see? He pursed his lips, combing a hand through his longish hair. What he wanted to do was just find all of them, and not have to worry about picking five. Just go with the flow, that was what he should do! So, stuffing the list away, Nathaniel held his book and map in front of him, grinning and preparing himself for this magical adventure.

Before that, though, he wanted to find a friend. That being, a stranger who didn’t know who he was yet who could maybe become a friend (it was important to Nathaniel that he was liked, or at least not disliked). And with his cheerful smile, he saw people he already knew, it may have been safer to go with them, but then there was the new ones. People he’d seen but didn’t know. Working up the nerve to talk wasn’t hard, deciding who he should talk to, now that was difficult.

But he didn’t need to, the small Asian girl chose to approach him first, and when she did, Nathaniel had decided on his decision. “Hi,” he chirped, his toothy grin not lost. “Hi Taylor! I’m Nathaniel,” he held out his hand to shake, then took it back in case she was one of those who didn’t like touch, but in the end thrust it back again because she could refuse it if she wanted and he wouldn’t be offended. “I’d love to be your partner, that would be great.” She told him exactly what he wanted to find, and Nathaniel nodded, fumbling to pull that list out again and look it over.

“I was planning on just picking up whatever creature I find first,” he admitted, the cheerfulness not leaving his voice. “We find the ones you really want to find, and then let the last one find us, if you’d like? It’ll make the last one very exciting, almost like a surprise. Yeah, we could do that!” he prattled off, “What do you say, Taylor?”

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Ian Grimm

January 29, 2009 10:24 PM

One second year found. by Ian Grimm

Ian was beginning to doubt his appearance. It wasn't so much that he intentionally tried to appear unapproachable; he simply preferred it. Care of Magical Creatures was proving to be the baboon on his back. If it wasn't the creatures dragging him into unnecessary interactions, it was students in his own house. He rather felt that Aladrens should know better by now.

This one, a first year by the surname of Nash- one of the Hollywood ones, or so Ian's dutiful research on his house's newest members had shown him- attacked him head on. Ian stared, briefly, in his clinical sort of way, before returning the introduction. "Ian, and no, I don't, not particularly."

The first year's next words caused Ian to pause, however. While he might hold no interest toward partner work, he was a pragmatist at heart. It was painfully obvious that Ian's sight was not good. It was, in fact, rather poor, and considering that he was often loathe to wear his glasses, his vision had only declined as he grew older. "You have a point," he conceded, some five seconds later.

He considered the list, shoved into his hands earlier, with a critical eye. He could scratch off unicorns for the moment, as neither he or his 'partner' were female and the equines preferred that gender. Fairies on the other hand- their rings were easy to spot, they preferred open grassy areas, and where fairies were, so were fairy eggs.

And nothing enticed a bowtruckle like a nice pile of fairy eggs.

"Which of these. . .areas," he began, unsure of how to label the various outcroppings of environment that were spread around them, "looks the least shaded? We're looking for some place grassy, only mildly damp, and surrounded in a ring by mushrooms. And there might be yew trees. Fairies like them for whatever reason."

Ian took the moment to return his glasses to the bridge of his nose and squint. Unfortunately for him, he really couldn't see the forest for the trees. He would need his 'partner' to take care of that for him.

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Taylor

February 03, 2009 8:53 PM

Looking for the first creature by Taylor

While it didn’t show on Taylor’s features, the boy’s enthusiasm took her a bit by surprise. She usually experienced that type of enthusiasm from sleazy Hollywood managers who made false promises of a person becoming the next big thing to get them to sign ridiculous contracts, but what really surprised her was the difference between them and him. On most that type of enthusiasm was fake but on Nathaniel, it seemed genuine. She couldn’t help grinning back as she took his reoffered hand. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Her brown eyes lit up in excitement (his was obviously contagious) at the thought of allowing the last one to be a surprise. It was something that she never would have thought to do. “Okay, let’s do that!” She exclaimed, semi-repeating what he said. “Let’s make it a surprise.” She wondered what the last animal they would find would be. Would it be the glumbumble? Or the bowtruckle? Maybe the clabbert? She was still against finding the owl, but it wasn’t as though it would be horrible if it turned into the surprise.

“Hmm. I wanted to find the fairies first, but they might be harder to find than some of the others,” she commented, as she thought about the best way to approach finding the creatures. “Maybe as we look for the creatures, we should keep our eyes open for the unicorns since they’re larger so they might be easier to spot.” Of course, she was only basing this on the idea of sizes that she had gotten from muggle books rather than actual magical fact, but it seemed reasonable since it seemed that the magical influenced the muggle.

She glanced around the forested area thinking of where they were most likely to find a creature. From where they were standing, they could head down into a valley type area that panned into a fair sized flat area. Unicorns were similar to horses, right? So, they might like the flatter land for things like grazing. “Why don’t we head down there?” She said pointing to the spot. “I bet we could find a unicorn down there and with the surrounding trees, we might find some of the other creatures there too.”

Without waiting for a reply, Taylor was already heading down into the clearing. She took her time going down the hill, avoiding the various branches and stones, since she had a bad habit of tripping on things. Arriving safely at the bottom, she took a moment to inspect the new surroundings and in doing so, noticed something. She leaned down to get a better look and brushed her fingers across it. “Nathaniel, look, a hoof print. I think there’s a unicorn nearby.” The ground was still soft so there was a good chance the mark had just been made.

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Quentin Melcher

February 05, 2009 4:38 AM

Hunting for a soon-to-be Scavenger. by Quentin Melcher

As a class, Care of Magical Creatures wasn't awful. It might not be the kind of absolutely necessary to survive in magical society type of class like Charms but they did learn things that were interesting. Professor Kijewski actually did teach enough to be called a professor. Sometimes what was learned even actually involved taking care of magical creatures, as was promised in the name of the class.

Today they would be having their lesson in the legendary Mirage Chamber. That in itself was pretty amazing. His own family's school was full of secret rooms and passages put in for various reasons. Quentin would have loved to hear about the history of this room and learned about the magic behind it. However, that wasn't really appropriate for this class as it was about creatures. It would better be learned in history class and Charms, but Quentin had been here long enough to realize that the former at least was pretty much a lost cause because Mr. Flatt did not teach them.

Quentin listened as Professor Kijewski told them they would be doing a scavenger hunt. The Aladren boy knew what one was, but as he often did, he thought it had a ridiculously inappropriate and inaccurate name. A scavenger hunt would suggest that they were looking for scavengers (or slaughtering them) and they weren't. They were looking for whatever was on the list. An "Item" or in this case "Magical Creature" hunt would be a far better name for it. Though "Magical Creature Hunt" did sound like they were going to kill the animals rather than merely look for them.

It also didn't involve caring for any magical creatures. As far as Quentin was concerned, the school should leave the "care of" part off the name of the class and just call it "Magical Creatures". At least it involved creatures like it said it did, even if the other part of the name at times was a misnomer.

Quentin scanned the list he was given. Though he could do it by himself, he would prefer to work with someone else. He approached the nearest person who wasn't working with anyone else. "Will you work with me?" Quentin didn't as if they wanted to work with him because the person might not necessarily want to. The person might not want to do the assignment at all. They might want to be somewhere else, doing something else.

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Daniel

February 05, 2009 1:21 PM

Excellent, now we can start on the creatures by Daniel

Ian's initial response was discouraging, but there was something in the quality of how he stood that made Daniel stick around and not go haring off after another second year immediately. After one of the slower and more awkward five seconds of Danny's life, the second year retracted his initial claim that he didn't want a partner and conceded that Daniel might be helpful after all.

Given the way Ian squinted at the treeline, even with his glasses in place, it wasn't hard to guess why.

While Daniel was not one hundred percent sure how to identify a Yew tree, versus any other sort of tree, he let his gaze circle the area around them. He sought grass, a lack of marshy growth like cattails or purple loosestrife, and open sunlight. He narrowed his eyes, trying to see if he could spot any mushrooms, but they were still a bit far.

Identifying one meadow that seemed to meet most of the criteria and was either littered by mushrooms, fallen leaves, or some kind of strange misshapen flower, he pointed and started walked toward it. "I think this might be what we're looking for."

As they got closer, he felt a bit of smugness as the mushroom-leaf-flower things did come into clearer focus as actual mushrooms. Awesome. A further sweep of the area drew his attention to some brightly colored cards - the ones in question were a sort of vibrant orange - "Here," he told Ian and led them to a small nest with some eggs in it. He picked up two of the cards and handed one to his partner. "Fairy," he read as one alighted on the edge of the nest. "Oh, cool," he said, crouching lower to get a better look at the illusion. He reached out a finger to stroke it curiously, but the digit went right through the small creature. The fairy gave no indication that it even knew he was there.

Daniel stood up and glanced to Ian again. "So what are we looking for next?" Having found the fairies here, it didn't occur to him that there might be anything else in the clearing.

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Nathaniel

February 08, 2009 3:32 PM

Almost checked by Nathaniel

Some people didn’t care much for Nathaniel and his enthusiasm for all things, some people avoided him. Here, however, he seemed more easily welcomed, and he had to guess it was the whole “we all have magic” thing. And it was cool very cool. She agreed with his idea, to make the last one a surprise, and off they were into the mirage-forest thing. He skipped ahead for a while, still listening, and smiling at her to make it known that he was listening.

“Where do fairies hide?” he asked, suddenly, when she made reference to wanting to find the fairies first. “We can do everything we need to find the smaller beasties,” he said, “Crawl around in the bushes, climb trees,” then remembered, some girls don’t like to do that. Ah, well Nathaniel was fine crawling around by himself, he looked about to ask that, but Taylor was pointing down the valley stating that they could look at the flat grassy area for their unicorns. He nodded, looking down, but Taylor was already gone. And Nathaniel struggled right after, tripping once, but making it to the bottom safely with a laugh.

“Wonderful!” he chirped when she pointed out the hoof print, but then clamped his hand against his mouth and crouching down, gazing around the area. He saw no unicorn, and if they really were big and silvery-white, couldn’t you easily make them out in such big forests. He strained his eyes to look. “Where do you think it would be?” he asked, “Wait, maybe water? To drink?” Looking at the direction the hoof seemed to be going. Nathaniel then found himself crawling in that direction, though it was completely open land and he was like a big sore thumb. When he reached the forest end, Nathaniel jumped up and looked around the thin veil of trees, where indeed there was something silvery looking. He would have to go closer though, as it was hidden by the widely spaced trees.

Turning back to Taylor with a wild grin, Nathaniel waved her over. “Unicorns are silver right?” he asked, “Sometimes at least?” And then he pointed into the woods. “Cos that’s got to be something.”

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Ian

February 09, 2009 12:01 PM

Oh right, the lesson! Forgot about that. by Ian

It was a very practical dynamic, Ian decided after their first quest met in an immediate success. He didn't mind providing the details and letting the first year handle the scavenging; it was a decidedly efficient methodology. It freed his mind to consider other details as well, namely that of the Mirage Chamber's nature.

The terrain under his shoes felt quite solid and slightly slick, as one might expect of field grass and late morning dew. The various trees and smaller bits of flora had substance as well. If he inhaled, he could smell the bark, a musky dankness of equal parts rot and earth. He felt he could safely conclude that the Chamber was capable of sustaining illusions with actual mass. The creatures themselves, though- he bent to join his partner in considering the faeries guarding their nest. His hand passed through the illusion without any sign of resistance, and he rocked back on his heels, pushing his glasses back up his nose.

Perhaps the Chamber was limited to re-creating living things without individual intelligence? It would certainly take another look-through, an activity Ian could happily look forward to losing a week or two in investigating. He straightened from his perch near the ground in remarkably better spirits.

"Next, we check these trees. Bowtruckles like faerie eggs, so they're bound to be some tucked away in this area." Ian crossed the short space between the ring and the cluster of trees a few yards away. There were no cards that he could immediately spy, but perhaps the cards were hidden in the branches. Bowtruckles tended to burrow into the trunk, a whole colony taking up half as many trees.

"There," he said, pointing toward a darker patch on a tree's park marked by dots. "It's not moving so it's blending in, but there's our bowtruckle. Now where are those cards?"

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Daniel Nash II

February 10, 2009 4:36 PM

I don't believe Ian <i>could</i> forget a lesson. by Daniel Nash II

Daniel followed the line of Ian's pointing finger and took a moment to figure out the still lump against one of the trees was the next animal in question. A bowtruckle. So, apparently, a bowtruckle was brown and spotted, lived among trees, and ate faery eggs. He had no idea why, but when he'd read the creature's name on his list, he'd thought of peanut brittle. Which, obviously, had nothing at all to do with what a bowtruckle actually was.

His eyes darted among the trees, trying to spot a splash of color. Professor Kijewski had implied she'd tried to make them easy to find. Ah. There. "See them," he told Ian and made his way among the trees to one about four yards beyond the bowtruckle. Just inside a hollowed space within the trunk, there was a collection of vibrant hot pink cards. Danny picked up two of them and brought one back to Ian. "Here you go."

Taking out his list and map, he looked them over and saw they weren't far from a pond. "Is there anything that lives in or near water?"

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Ian Grimm

February 23, 2009 1:00 PM

Depends upon the lesson. by Ian Grimm

"Good." Ian added the card to its brother in his pocket, and then rubbed his nose in consideration of the question. "Water? Well, I don't know. Clabberts have webbed feet or paws, or whatever you want to call them. They live in trees, though, so I don't quite see the relevance."

A good many magical creatures made very little sense, in his opinion. They had ridiculous coloring, or seemingly unnecessary appendages. To further the silliness, the study of them was considered a mandatory staple in his core education. Ian personally had absolutely no intention of retaining whatever knowledge he gained in the class. Professor Kijewski was pleasant enough, and certainly more than capable; he had questioned more than once why she was still at the school, recent motherhood aside. But a professor alone did not warrant a class's pertinence, and it didn't matter how much Professor Kijewski impressed him: her subject was of absolutely no interest to him.

Ian trudged along with his typical abject lack of humor, the pond growing closer and less interesting with each step. The trees that hung over it sat heavily with layers of thick Spanish moss; he spotted the cards before the Clabberts and wondered if there was any kind of charm in place to determine whether the actual creature had been seen or not. Still, he bent to grab two of them and then peered skywards, shading his eyes. "Supposedly, if you scare them, Clabberts have this-" he reached for the word, not quite grabbing it, "thing under their throat that glows red."

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Mike Song

March 03, 2009 2:38 PM

Your most willing prey has arrived! by Mike Song

Mike Song loved his sister, no question. She was the easiest target this side of the universe and was so eternally hard working that it made it all the more enjoyable to mess with her. He regularly tried to engage in such tactics at least once or five times a day. Since they were in separate houses, his opportunities were generally limited to meal times and classes, and so he tried to make the most of his chances. Since their return from the winter vacation, he had succeeded in at least four instances of watery eyes, two half-hearted attacks back, and one flat out break-down. The latter most had occurred only three days before, and since he really didn't genuinely want his big sister to be in pain- the point was not to feel guilty afterwards, but to have fun right then, after all- Mike decided to give Euna a brief reprieve from his attentions.

He ditched her the moment the mini-lecture was ended and they were freed to chase after magical creature illusions to their hearts' content. He made a break for the nearest clump of trees and stopped after a few feet in, realizing that it might be best to grab himself a partner of some sort so as not to completely fail the lesson. They were supposed to collecting info cards or something along those lines. Mike quickly trotted back to the open area they'd all originally gathered in and began considering his prospects.

It was slim pickings he soon realized. His short foray into the wild had resulted in everyone pairing off- even his sister had finagled a group together; he eyed the one male in that group suspiciously. Boys his age had the tendency to bully, and Mike was the only male allowed to bully his sister, hands down.

"Will you work with me?"

Mike pushed back at some of the coarse black hair that had plastered itself against his forehead and considered. He knew the kid's name- a fellow first year, Quentin Mulcher or Melcher or something to do with grass; he also knew the guy was in Aladren which probably meant he was smart and paid attention in class. More so than Mike did at least.

"Sure," Mike agreed after a wrinkled nose pause of consideration. "I'm Mike. What do you want to hunt down first?"

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Juri

March 07, 2009 2:05 PM

Joining incredibly late by Juri

OOC: Sorry for the late reply. Real life and all that.

BIC:

Relief washed through Juri as the girls accepted him easily enough into their group. He wasn’t sure why he had been worried about it at all. He had been friends with everyone in his class at school, so why should now be any different? But then it was different. He had known his friends back home since the first day of kindergarten if not before. Here it was an entirely new world with entirely new people, ones that may not be so accepting of him, which brought about a memory of the Executioner’s family.

She had a sister who had two kids around his age and when he had met them, they had looked at him like he was some sort of freak, especially Angela, the older of the two. Of course, this might have had something to do with the fact that odd things seemed to happen when he was around, which he didn’t even understand himself since it was before he knew he was magical. As for the younger, Brian seemed fairly oblivious to what was going on around him other than to take the lead from his sister.

At the time, Juri hadn’t put much stock into what they thought. He had his group of friends, ones that liked him and didn’t think weird things occurred because of him. But now, being separated from all of that, it was like taking away the one security he had ever known and leaving him on slightly unsure footing. Luckily, he was a relaxed enough person that his unsure footing didn’t do something horrible like leaving him in paralyzing fear. No, it merely left him with a mild nervousness that probably most felt around someone new.

Of course, he couldn’t quite be sure of that with the girl that had introduced herself as Adelita. She seemed excitable and talkative. She reminded him of his best friend, Seth. He was always full of energy, always bouncing, always keeping Juri grounded to the world outside his thoughts. And then there was Euna. He wasn’t surprised to learn that they were in the same House, merely because he didn’t have a clue to anyone that was in his House other than his roommates, a price for not paying attention, he supposed.

He liked her immediately though. She had a sort of quiet way about her that felt akin. Though, he was a little surprised when she started leading them. He would have thought that leading would have fallen more to Adelita, but Euna could always be one of those strong, but silent types, even if she were a girl. He was happy enough to allow her to do so. He had been raised on pathways of concrete, each place having a set destination, an address. He wasn’t used to the expanse of nature having only been limited to parks.

Juri’s blonde head tilted in thought at Euna’s mention that clabberts might like the damp before smiling a bit. It was very reasonable to think. Most muggle creatures that had webbed feet like ducks and frogs liked the damp. To get a better view of the creature they were seeking, he agilely hopped up onto one of the larger roots, barely making a sound. His hand placed on the trunk of the tree for balance. “I read that their head flashes scarlet when they feel in danger so we should be careful about posing a threat,” he said, hoping not to see any red as he looked around.

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Taylor

March 07, 2009 3:00 PM

Checked? by Taylor

Before Taylor could answer Nathaniel on where the unicorn might be heading, he was already crawling in the direction. Her eyes widened in surprise. Did regular kids do that? Just crawl around on the dirty ground? In class no less? The majority of her lessons involved sitting in a chair with some book or another and certainly none of it involved crawling through the damp earth. But she had begged and pleaded to come to this school for the chance to be normal. Well, as normal as one could be at a magical school.

Eyeing the ground wearily, Taylor slowly bent her knees until she felt the wetness of the ground seeping through her pants. Her mother was not going to be happy about the grass stains that she was sure to get, but it was too late now. One hand in front of the other, she followed after Nathaniel. Her focus was on the ground, watching the dirt build under her perfectly manicured nails only glancing up startled when Nathaniel called out to her. An embarrassed flush crossed over her face to be found in such a position.

“I’m not sure,” she answered. Were unicorns silver? She had always assumed them to be white. Pushing up off the ground, she brushed off her clothing as best as she could before joining him. She moved some of the longer grass that obstructed her view and squinted at where he was pointing. Yes, there was something definitely silver. Quickly, she pulled her book out of her bag and after a quick check of the index, flipped to the location on unicorns. She read wordlessly, though, her mouth moved as she did.

Finished, Taylor met Nathaniel’s eyes in excitement, which mimicked in her whisper, “It says here that unicorns are silver between the ages of two and approximately seven years. I wonder how old this one is. It also said that the foals are happy to allow both males and females approach, but the adults are wary of males. So, does that happen sometime during this stage or is that more instantaneous when they turn white?” It was interesting to think about and with the way magical creatures seemed to work, who knew?

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Lita

March 12, 2009 9:59 PM

So long as you joined! ^_^ by Lita

Adelita tried to hide the smile on her face when Euna assured her that she had done a good job with pronouncing her name. But, even Adelita knew she was failing at it. She loved getting praised. Even if she knew that she hadn’t done her best or someone was only humoring her. It was the thought that counted. At least, to Adelita. It showed that they were paying attention to her, even if only a little bit.

“Oh, I’m grouped with Aladrens.” Adelita commented mainly to herself. “We’ll totally get this lesson then.” She hopped along happily behind Euna, allowing the other girl to do the leading as she figured Euna knew where she was going. She was, after all, in the smart house. Her feet led her gracefully over the terrain as they walked. Her body usually always moved fluidly, a product of her dancing probably. She stopped though, when Euna announced that there was mud.

A frown formed on her full lips while her eyes glanced at the land before her. She knew it was all magic and not real, but she didn’t know if when she left this room, the mud would leave her shoes too. It seemed reasonable to think that the mud would disappear the moment she stepped back into the real school, but Adelita hated getting dirty. Fake or not, mud was never attractive. She blamed her mom for that. Her mom hated it when they made any sort of mess in the house. It wasn’t as if Lita hadn’t ever gotten dirty, she just preferred not to.

“Aren’t Clabberts tree creatures?” Lita asked them. She had heard things about Clabberts and people getting in trouble for them. Her family was full of lawyers, so she was always hearing the gossip about who got in trouble for what. For some reason, Clabberts came to mind. But, she wasn’t about to act like she knew what she was talking about. “It’s sort of weird, isn’t it? That they have webbed feet like those who swim, but hang out in trees. It seems a little wrong, doesn’t it?” Adelita asked her two partners. “To have something special liked webbed feet designed to be the best swimmer and instead, climb trees.”

Her feet touched each tree root gently before guiding themselves to the next one. Her father had been quite ecstatic when Jorge was born. Lita and Dulce weren’t the rough and tumble type girls, nor were they alike in any way. Their father always took them on the trails when they stayed at the country house in Spain and though both girls loved the hike that was about as much as they would do. Lita was a true girly girl in all that she did. She loved pink. She loved cute little fuzzy things. She loved giggling and gossiping. She loved dancing. Dulce didn’t like pink, she didn’t care for fuzzy little things, and she rarely laughed. But she wasn’t a tomboy either. She was merely quiet and detached. She lost herself in her music and in her day dreams. But now that Jorge was around, their dad had someone else to play with.

“Oh, I see cards!” Adelita declared, spotting a nice bright blue not far ahead. “I think we found one!”

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Quentin

March 14, 2009 3:37 AM

Excellent...(and I mean that in a non-sinister way) by Quentin

Quentin did not know very much about Mike. He assumed the boy was related to Eunahah considering they had the same last name and most cases that meant two people were related, even distantly. He also knew the other boy was a Pecari, which meant he was likely the type that Quentin had been Warned Against. His uncle had been one and they were generally regarded in his family as having little academic inclination and being fairly frivolous.

Quentin, however, did not care that much. His own intellectual curiosity would make up for anyone else's lack of. Besides, it didn't mean one was incapable just because they weren't interested. It meant they weren't interested, which was not the same thing. Interested meant to have interest in something which was that it was something that attracted one's interest or concern. Incapable meant they were unable to do it, in this case lacking in intelligence. Actually, it was better to be incapable than disinterested, if you were incapable of doing something, then there was a legitimate reason for not doing it. Like how muggles and squibs were incapable of doing magic.

Of course, one couldn't force an interest in something that wasn't there. Like how Quentin was personally uninterested in Quidditch and nobody could force him to be interested in it. Thus it was unfair for his father and grandfather to suggest that Pecaris were somehow lesser beings because they weren't interested in academic pursuits.(Well, there probably were Pecaris interested in scholastic matters, seeing as there was nothing in the house description that excluded them from being so.) Actually, now that Quentin thought about it, he felt a bit bad for the non-academically inclined students at his family's school, considering what the administration thought of them. As far as he knew though, they were still treated pretty much the same as others but it was far more likely that they were snarked about behind closed doors.

Either way it didn't matter because both Quentin's intellectual abilities and curiosities would compensate for any deficiencies of any partner he would have for an assignment. Furthermore, this particular assignment didn't seem like it would take much brainpower.

"I'm Mike. What do you want to hunt down first?"

"I'm Quentin," he greeted the boy with pleasant smile. Odds were that Mike probably knew that, just as Quentin knew who he was even though they hadn't spoken before. They'd had class together for half a year. Plus, Quentin had a tendency to speak up fairly often in class.

His expression turned to a frown however. "Well, I'd hope it wouldn't take long enough to have to hunt it down. I mean, we have eight creatures-or rather, illusions of creatures since none of the stuff in this room is real, minus us students and Professor Kijewski-to find." Hunting down suggested either they were going to be killing the creatures which they weren't because it was illogical to try and kill what was not real and it was highly unlikely that the school would approve of animal killing anyway, or that it was found with great difficulty. Quentin wouldn't want it to be too greatly difficult because they only had a limited amount of time in the class period and if they spent all their time looking for one creature, they wouldn't be able to find any others and would fail the lesson. That would be unacceptable to him and his family.

Now that Quentin thought of it, how could an O or an E be "acceptable"? Only an A was an Acceptable. O was Outstanding and E was Excellent. That meant they weren't Acceptables. Wouldn't that make them unacceptable? After all, the definition of unacceptable was not acceptable. An Excellent was an Excellent, an Outstanding was an Outstanding. Neither was an Acceptable.

It was voicing thoughts like that that made Quentin's father tell him not to be a smart-alec. To which he would reply that he wasn't an Alec, he was a Quentin, that he didn't know who this Alec was (unless he was possibly some disowned relative that was somehow more embarrassing than Uncle Jethro since he was disowned) and that they had always encouraged him to be smart. Great-Grandfather Elias would start laughing and Father and Grandfather would give up in frustration.

Quentin turned back to Mike. "Why don't we try to find the Glumbumble?" He suggested though not for any particular reason other than they'd have to look for everything eventually anyway. Quentin also assumed the odds were that Mike might have some idea what one was, since he assumed Mike was from at least a partial magical background being that his sister (or perhaps cousin) was here as well.

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Nathaniel

March 14, 2009 8:47 PM

And onward! by Nathaniel

Taylor came up with him, and Nathaniel looked over at her with that grin still on his face. She hadn't looked very comfortable at first, crawling with him, but then most people couldn't stand a little dirt. His own clothes were always wrinkled or dirty, so messing them up more shouldn't hurt a thing. Still, not everyone was like Nathaniel, so he looked her over gently, "You okay?" he asked, her face was flushed and he wondered if one could get sick crawling around during class. It was a silly thought, but then this boy's head was always filled with silly thoughts.

But the attention was then placed on the bit of silver that Nathaniel had found while crawling. She had pulled out a book, and Nathaniel checked himself with a blush, he had left all his books up on the hill, before they'd crawled down. Well, at least he still had his card, he flipped it over, looking at the word "unicorn", shuffling his feet and looking back to Taylor, listening as she explained the unicorn. "So it won't be afraid of me?" he asked, smiling, he didn't know what the unicorns would have to be afraid of him anyway. Or any boy, for that fact. Looking over her shoulder, he opened his hands guiltily, "I left my book up there, you don't mind?"

What she was saying puzzled him, the unicorns were strange things. Well, so were people, ah but what was that thing called that made people start to look and sound and feel different? "Well, maybe its like... like with people. Where your voice deepens, or heightens, and then you start to feel different about people you like?" He wasn't sure if that was the exact definition. "Like both are a part of the unicorn growing up, but don't have anything to do with each other other than that. And you know, like people, its probably different for the unicorns, one might turn white before they turn wary of boys, and one might do the opposite!"

He nodded, this sounded right to him, but he looked to Taylor for her ideas because he had been proved wrong before. Or proved to... not make as much sense as he thought he made. After a few seconds, Nathaniel walked off again, going to meet the unicorn. Since it wouldn't be as afraid of him, he firgured it would be okay. But to be safe, he made himself smaller again by crawling, until he came to a small spring area where the image of, yes, a unicorn stood stationary. Crawling closer, it clicked in Nathaniel's head that the creature was just a hologram, seeming to drink from the pool. He hopped up immediately and pouted, he would have so liked to see a real unicorn.

Nathaniel found the card for the unicorn and held it out, reading information similar to what Taylor just told him. "Its just a hologram," he called back to her, as if he had just been told Santa Claus didn't exist. "I guess... its safer this way. But still..." he fingered the card in his hand, still frowning, would all the creatures be like this or just the unicorn? "Well, we have our first card," he tried, holding the thing over his head like a flag.

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Professor K.

March 22, 2009 4:44 PM

Class Closed, but feel free to continue posting (nm) by Professor K.

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