Let The Games Begin

[magicademymods]

February Event and Intro Log Orientation Week/Magic Mayhem The campus of Diatu Magicademy stretches out before you, confused and chaotic and surging with energy. Where are you headed? To your dorm or suite, to get settled? Maybe you need some food now? Wherever you head off to as your first stop, you have to deal with the snow. Helpful or proud students are passing out various magical remedies to get you where you need to be -- umbrellas with a nasty tendency to dump snow directly onto other people nearby, an iron tube that projects fire but appears to have no off switch, snowshoes that keep you slightly too high off the snow and thus provide no friction for stopping... Familiar Follies Familiars do not harass or harm each other as a rule -- but that doesn't mean they have no pecking order, and the week of Orientation finds them all jockeying for status and position as suits them. This can take the form of pranks, displays, competitions, or simple physical assertiveness towards each other. The goal is simply to be seen as superior by the student body. New wizards especially may find themselves surprised at this behavior of their familiars... Research On the Sundered With the arrival of the Sundered come those wizards engaged in research on their presence here, now set to investigate what brought them here and how to get them home. All Sundered students are asked to meet with representatives of the research team, to introduce themselves and relate what they will of their homes. In addition, the team requests samples of blood, hair, and skin -- carefully magically collected, and the researchers will sign in the presence of the Sundered a Glyphed contract that forbids them from using the samples for a purpose they know will be harmful. (They quite understand your reasons to be suspicious of this collection! And they will not compel anyone who refuses even given these conditions.) Furthermore, they request to perform a few spells on you for testing purposes. It is, quite regrettably, possible that if you consent to this testing, you will come away with a temporary side effect -- a slight change of hair color, traveling two steps for every one you take, one hand moving about a second behind the arm it should be attached to, or being ridden by a penguin. No need to worry, these changes won't last more than a day! Wonders Await Diatu Magicademy is open to you in all its glory. Have fun!

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[blue_ice]

Kaiba huffs, as usual. He'll never admit that she has a point. He bristles even more when she points out that they're wearing the same colors...and that means they'll be spending a lot of time in close proximity.

Too close, for someone who's used to living in a mansion with only his brother for company.

"Fine. He's 'awesome'. But there's more to a bond than impressive tricks."

He tips his head toward Sara and pats her fondly. It's strange, how quickly he's grown attached, and he wouldn't want her to think any of this meant he thought she was inadequate.

[intellectualstrategist]

Of course she's got a point. She's a genius. But come on, Kaiba, don't look so soured by the revelation. At least you're not going to be surrounded by idiots.

He's not the only one that lived in a Mansion with no more than, like, two other people. She had her mother and father, at least until the shit hit the fan.

"You don't think we know that. Just because he's a sentient pile of shapeshifting bones doesn't mean our bond isn't as strong as yours." Plucks him off her shoulder to hold at her front. "I'm sure our bonds will be put to the test here. I bethink not we'll has't aught to w'rry about Lady Saya."

"Do you still plan on studying or are you up for a proper break?" And not one where they stand around exchanging verbal barbs.

[blue_ice]

Kaiba seethed quietly, allowing Sara to remind him that now was not the time to explode at the person he'd be living in close quarters with. He nodded.

"All right. What did you have in mind?"

[intellectualstrategist]

Saya drops Bonesy and tells him to turn into a horse. As soon as he's changed she climbs atop him to sit sidesaddle, which doesn't hurt nearly as much as, well, any other position.

"I thought I might go into town or" Flicks her wrist flippantly. "the first ring, whatever it's called. I don't plan on staying cooped up in this school all the live long day."