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]

That's one of the few things he likes about this magic nonsense. If he could somehow harness it...the impossible could become possible. He was certainly no stranger to putting his efforts in that direction.

He neatly folded his books and rose, Sara tucked carefully against his shoulder. "Fair enough. I think I've hit my tolerance level of quack reading for the day."

[intellectualstrategist]

Saya might have been skeptical, but it was hard to turn your nose up to what was right under it. Besides, it seemed like their aim was generally the same; to harness the magic to make the impossible possible. Whatever the hell was going on back home had to be put to a stop sooner rather than later.

"Heh. I still have some work to do, but they say a break every hour helps, since there's only so much strain you can put on the brain." Leading him outside with Bonesy by her side she instructs him to change into whatever he likes, his go to being a dragon. With a clatter his bones start swirling around until he's a huge ( and, let's be real, awesome ) bone dragon. "Impressive, yes~?" He lowers his head to Kaiba and Sara.

[blue_ice]

It's a dragon.

A terrifying, skeletal, dragon.

The flames of envy burn deeply within Seto Kaiba at this moment. He says nothing, but his expression likely says it all.

Sara is finally compelled to answer.

That's a yes. You've struck a nerve with him, she laughed.

[intellectualstrategist]

She folds her arms and stares up at her familiar with a smile, one that changes to a smirk when she catches Seto gaping at it out of the corner of her eye.

"Oh, so the mistress can talketh. Is this all t tooketh? A transf'rmation of epic prop'rtions. I'll has't to rememb'r yond. Doth thee liketh t?"

[blue_ice]

Indeed. It suits you.

Sara's expression is somehow smug, encouraged on by her companion's very obvious reaction. A good shock to the system is good for him. But she's not so easily impressed.

Finally, he gathers his wits.

"Eh. Interesting, I guess," Kaiba grumbles, but his aloof act is not at all convincing. He pets Sara again, maybe a little harder than strictly necessary.

[intellectualstrategist]

Not impressed. Fff. She should be all the impressed. Kaiba's comment has him bristling so he leans down so his enormous head is level with his. "Thee guesseth? i'm not than int'resting and i seeth not thee and yours doing aught w'rthwhile. Thee can pretendeth to be- Enough, Bonesy."

Saya takes a step closer and reaches out to set a hand on his head, giving his bony head a rub. "He's just jealous."

[blue_ice]

Saya has his number and he hates it.

"Why would I be jealous of a bag of bones, no matter the size? Sara and I are perfectly suited, thanks."

He curls his hands protectively around the cat, even as she rolls her eyes over his shoulder.

[intellectualstrategist]

It could be worse... probably.

"Oh yeah? Because the way you gaped up at my, let's be frank a minute, awesome bone dragon said otherwise. There's nothing wrong with admiring him."

Bonesy changes sizes this time, staying a dragon, but mimicing Sara with the way she's perched on Seto's shoulder. Saya gives him a pat and smiles. "We're in the same house anyway, so there's no point in getting your boxers in a bunch."

[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."