Watch And Learn So You Can Get It Right

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 Every now and again Doctor F remembered that this was actually a school and not a multi-roomed holding cell. The influx of new students reminded him, this time around. So he went and poked at the other teachers to remind them to do their jobs. 

Well, he had to prod Lady Tremaine and Mother Gothel. Yen Sid, it seems, has been teaching all along, whenever someone wanted to come in for a lesson. Unlike the others he was accessible and available. Well, now all of them were. How long that might last, however....  

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NPC - Doctor Facilier

[misery_called_npcs]

Doctor Facilier went around to find the new students. To them, he introduced himself.

"Well hello there, I am Doctor Facilier, headmaster of this fine school. I wanted to personally welcome you and show you where the classes are. If you have any questions, my door is always open. Except when it is closed. Then it is only open if you are a deft enough hand with a lock pick... Now, who exactly did you say you are again...?"

However if he spotted anyone who had been around for a while there might be a not so friendly reminder to get to class. As though classes had been running on anything that resembled a schedule. At all. But not too harsh, not yet. After all, he could use some of these kids still. And a few of them even had his eye as especially useful. So he was a little softer with Emporio and Louie.

Re: NPC - Doctor Facilier

[lovebites_sodoi]

Morgana was not a student. It was time to make that perfectly clear. Sure, the guy had killer fashion sense, but that didn't mean she was going to listen.

"Morgana McCawber. But you don't need to remember to check my attendance - I'm only here because this place isn't exactly giving me the VIP treatment I deserve. I'm an adult, I've got a career, I've learned all I need to - but as long you as guys don't try to educate me, I won't try to eradicate you. Live and let live. We good?"

She finished with two snaps of her hands. We better be good.

Re: NPC - Doctor Facilier

[misery_called_npcs]

"Cheire, this is a school. We don't want you here any more than you want to be here. But here we all are. Now out there," he pointed towards the barrier with his cane, "Out there is a better place. Food, warmth, freedom. Magic." He made a magician’s pass with his free hand showing a spread of cards. All slight of hand, but still impressive looking, generally. "But they also have rules." He made his face. "Rules they base everything on."

He slid around to her other side, cards gone, leaning on his staff towards her. "If we want to get out there, Cheire, we have to show them we can play by rules." Or fake it.

"And rules say if you're in a school... you're a student or a teacher. What do you think a pretty thing like you has to teach the students here about how to be evil?"

[lovebites_sodoi]

"Rules?" She scoffed, tossing hair over her shoulder. "I've been yanked from my home and forced into a game I never wanted to play, and I'm expected to 'prove myself'? If anything, they're the ones who ought to prove themselves to me - why I should trust them when this is their fault to begin with?"

Besides, "trust" was a fleeting and fragile thing, as she'd learned so harshly. One wrong move and it was shattered over the most innocuous of things.

"I'm ever so sorry I don't fit into your neat little categories... but a few card tricks and a decent sense of fashion won't change my mind."

[misery_called_npcs]

He laughed. "Then stay here and rot alone, if you want. But those of us willing to at least pretend to play by their rules have a chance to get out of here. But if you enjoy this prison so much, be my guest. Feel free to remain." A dark smile as he turned and headed back into the school unless she stopped him.

[lovebites_sodoi]

Morgana clicked her tongue. She didn't like that feeling, that somehow he'd won despite her refusing to play.

"... One question, king of spades." If he was keen on cards, then that's how she'd call him.

NPC - Professor Yen Sid

[misery_called_npcs]

One teacher had not needed reminding. As he always was, Professor Yen Sid was in his class room, ready and willing to teach. That classroom was one of the science labs down in the basement. In between students, he was experimenting with using the various recently acquired fish and gator byproducts. But his classroom door was always wide open, and he was very willing to be disturbed by those with an eager mind.

NPC - Lady Tremaine

[misery_called_npcs]

Lady Tremaine, called once more to work, reluctantly left her teacher's quarters and came out to a classroom with a broken door. The desks were all fitted with cauldrons, though some were in better shape than others. None were in shape that could be called good. The chairs were, of course, worse.

"Come in, come in," she snapped. "No dawdling. Evil does not dawdle. We might tarry, we might pause before we strike, but we do not hide and we do not cower. Take a seat and we'll begin."

Re: NPC - Lady Tremaine

[lovebites_sodoi]

Morgana did walk past Tremaine... but didn't acknowledge she was there. No, she was way more interested in the cauldrons. She didn't plan on learning anything from this lady, she knew plenty. Instead, she knelt down to examine one of the cauldrons at all angles, talking to herself - or maybe to the little bats and spider in her hair.

"Hmmm... old-school, but it'll do. Not that I bet this place has much in the way of decent ingredients. Bet it can't even make a proper fog." She clicked her tongue in disapproval.

Re: NPC - Lady Tremaine

[misery_called_npcs]

"This is not potions class. That's the old troll in the basement. This is evil enrichment class. Now take a seat so we can begin," the woman snapped. "You're not much, but I'm used to working with less."

Re: NPC - Lady Tremaine

[lovebites_sodoi]

Morgana tried to wave away the older woman with a hand, making it clear she wasn't up for conversation or learning. "It's not the worst venue I've ever played, but it's definitely close... we'll have to experiment plenty before a decent concert is even close to ready. Then again, maybe the grime and filth could be part of the show? Giving it a 'rise from the grave' theme? Hmmm..."

Shoo-shoo. Go away. Talk to the hand.

Re: NPC - Lady Tremaine

[misery_called_npcs]

"Do you think I am impressed, child?" she sneered. "Do not think that being rude to me is enough to qualify as evil. You have yet to impress me in the slightest. Do not think you can succeed in this world as a villian without the guidance of those who have come before."

NPC - Mother Gothel

[misery_called_npcs]

The doorway to her classroom was open. Just as well, really. The smell from the fish oil she was using in her most recent skin care regimen really could use an airing out anyway. Besides, the lighting was better in here.

Anyone entering her class would find her posing dramatically before a mirror, making duck lips at it.

"Oh right, students. Didn't anyone ever tell you it is selfish and rude to be late to class?" Of course, if they point out that they weren't late, she might just send them away until they are.

Xion | Kingdom Hearts | CW: Angst | OTA

[nobodys_puppet]

All the extra activity in the school once again chased Xion outside. She was mostly skulking around in the shadows in the lee of the building, trying hard not to be seen. She would have just... slept... if there was somewhere safe to do it.

For once, not because she was breaking, but because... it would be that much less time she was terrified.

Though all this hiding out did give her more time than was probably healthy to dwell on that weird bad dream she had had. Well, most of it had been bad. Seeing Axel wasn't bad at all. Except that he hadn't been here when she woke up.

Xion shuddered, hunching in on herself. Then she made the choice and when she thought no one was looking ran for the shore. Maybe... maybe she could see him coming. He said he was coming... right? So he'd be here... right?

She stood on the beach, statue still staring out at the barrier.

[seacub]

Emporio leaves not quite as soon as he sees Xion leave- he takes in any words from the newer students, from the staff that he's fallen into a strange balancing act with, but after that trots off with worry in his eyes and a frown on his face.

It takes a bit- he's still shaken from...a number of things in his thoughts, in the past number of weeks, but he seeks Xion out all the same, walking across their pocket of land until he can find her hunched form.

About a meter away perhaps, he speaks-

"...Xion?"

[nobodys_puppet]

She looked away from the barrier, back to the only person here who didn't terrify her. "Did... Did you have that dream too?" she asked, softly.

[seacub]

"I..."

Did he? ....Well. He definitely had a bad dream of some kind. Rather than say anything about it though, he bites his lip and gives a short nod- looking to the side in silence. "...It...didn't feel like something I should talk about."

A lot of things feel that way.

[nobodys_puppet]

"That... Not talking about things is an emotion too?" she asked, startled.

Utau Hoshina | Shugo Chara | OTA | Angst = yes.

[utauhoshina]

School? Seriously? Oh, sorry, but it seems like she left her school uniform at home. Oh well, she'll just have to cut...

Utau perched on one of the doomstones, feet against the graven words as she looked out over the thorn walls, hair blowing back in the wind.

She'd raided the lockers that the headmaster had warned people away from before her arrival and now her outfit was darker than when she arrived. The black and purple leather jacket was most of that, though she had also found a thick pair of black boots. She'd have preferred the pumps she found, even though they were blue, but her feet didn't fit.

She had a different look to her than she did when she arrived. Some of the softness that she had just recently rediscovered was fading, a sharpness was returning to her purple eyes.

[lovebites_sodoi]

"Not a bad look, kid."

Morgana was casually sitting on the banister to stairs, ready to slide down when Utau came closer. Honestly, Morgana never wanted normal entrances, why start now?

"I was thinking of playing hooky myself, but it looks like this is the only place to get a decent roof over our heads."

[utauhoshina]

She glanced over. "I think I'd rather freeze. Some old hag in there was trying to tell me she was going to teach me how to be more evil." She tossed a pig tail over one shoulder, disgusted.

[lovebites_sodoi]

That actually made her laugh - or, given she was a villain, perhaps "cackle" was the better term?

"And I thought the teachers I had growing up were batty!" There were a few squeaks of protest coming from her hair, her bats disapproving of the language. "Oh, babies, you know what I mean... But the point is, if nobody here has power, than that means neither do they, and they can't tell us what to do."

[utauhoshina]

She gave her an odd look, frowning a bit. "The most evil people I know have no magic of their own. And I don't see anything here to stop someone from using some of their kinds of power. Not having magic doesn't mean we're free." That last sentence sounded almost haunted, her eyes looking out past Morgana, past the Isle, past this whole world.

Morgana McCawber | Ducktales 2017 | OTA

[lovebites_sodoi]

[ Yeah, no. Morgana had dropped out of school years ago, and she hadn't made any plans to start lessons up again. The only reason she was even in the building was because it was the only place to actually live in, ridiculous as the idea was. Still, they couldn't force her to take classes, and she had better things to do with her time.

So she decided to take over one of the rooms and use it as a temporary sound-stage. Practice made perfect, and Morgana wouldn't settle for anything less for her performances. Archie the spider kept themselves busy by making cobwebs in a corner, and the bats Eek and Squeak were quietly grooving to Morgana's beats as they hung upside-down from the ceiling. Time for rehearsal - out in the hallway, anyone could hear her singing and playing her guitar. ]

I'm gonna cast a spell on you,
You're gonna do what I want you to!
Mix it up here in my little bowl,
Say a few words and you'll lose control!

Chell (OC) ★ OTA

[elvendryad]

The humanoid-shaped tree -- and the more obvious tree-shaped tree -- had yet to set foot in the building, honestly. The two were making their way around the perimeter for the umpteenth time, the former letting out a long, slow breath as he determinedly kept his patience. Sooner or later, there would have to be a way to leave, right? Beyond simply attempting the waters, rough as they looked?

He was beginning to consider entering the building, to see if perhaps the way out was to go deeper in. It wouldn't have usually made much sense, of course, but dreams sometimes made very little indeed, and if this was simply yet another instance of someone's dreamscape... a persistent instance, whoever's it was! And the utter lack of his abilities working as they normally ought to only seemed to count in favor of this theory, really... well, maybe it was worth a try?

Maybe. Maybe.

Maybe not. He looked behind him, to the other tree. Did he leave it outside, or take it with him? He wasn't certain he trusted that it would stay put and un-harassed, if he left it. But if he took it, would it be any more hospitable an environment?

He'd be outside for quite a while, if someone should find him there.

And, some time later, perhaps they'd come across him just inside the doorway, not quite daring to go in further when his precious tree refused to set foot -- well, to set root -- further inside. Perhaps it didn't like the feel of the floor there? Who knew. He was trying to figure that out, really......