Hi, I'm Jake Taylor. I've been enrolled in Fairmonte high for four years now. As a senior and a teaching assistant to the four 'main' teachers, I've been given the chance to take my leave at the end of the year or remain here and take college courses. I've decided to stay.
Needed:
Mr. Carter - Languages. Trains fire-based talents.
Mz. Terrance - Science. Trains water-based talents.
Mz. Alden - Maths. Trains air and water-based talents.
Mr. Davidson - Arts. Trains earth-based talents.
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Several other students to enroll in classes and such.
Rules-
Please ASK before joining.
You MUST be LITERATE. Not "semi" but FULLY literate.
If you don't feel like typing more than four (4) sentences per post, don't bother joining.
ONE gift per student.
Sexual orientation doesn't matter.
***Those who are interested in being the teachers MUST be detailed and exceptionally literate.***
No power-play.
No god-moding.
No killing.
I know there are several rules, but really, they're not that hard.
Kim-Ya nodded. "It was nice meeting you too," she smiled, "and good luck with the correcting!" she kept walking until she had reached Mz. Alden's classroom door and walked inside again. Everything was set up for a small start-of-the-term practical to check if they had been practising over the holidays. She pulled out a small book and put the rest of her belongings along with her bag into a small crate and walked over to wait for the teacher and the to come in. There was still a few minutes until the bell rang so she leaned against the wall and started reading waiting patiently for the bell to ring.
He smiled as he listened to her talk. It was true that many students took their gifts for granted, but by the time those students graduated, they'd be hard-pressed to think the same way. She was also right about using gifts to help others. It was one of the reasons he'd become an assistant. It was great to help actually teach students, showing them how to use their talents to the best of their abilities. As they approached Mr. Carter's door, he stopped. "Well, it was great meeting you. I guess I better start correcting some of these assignments, though."
She laughed a bit listening to him talk. It was like he had become another person in a second. But she liked it. "Thanks," she told him. She started to walk back to class with him slowly. "I like this school, its like a home away from home. If you get what I meant," She looked up at the school and then back at him again. "Mm, the teachers are awesome but sometimes its just the students I'm concerned about. Some do take the gift as just, use it. My mother always said using the gift to make another person happy is one of the best ways to use it. I'm still figuring that out though but I do think I'm nearly there."
"I've got a clean record and I'm a pretty good student. They've got no reason not to trust me. Besides, I'm absolutely devoted to this place. Think of how many students it helps each year. It's a great place to learn and live, and the staff and teachers take excellent care of us. Giving the teachers a break by doing the correcting and filing is the least I could do." He shrugged and then smiled at her comment, "Well, talents aren't based on genes... If it were that scientifically explanable, then it wouldn't be called a 'gift.' That's why we're not able to use the other talents; why those of us with a gift only have one gift. Though, I personally believe that everyone can be trained at least partially in air. They just need to be interested in the extra study. And there's five minutes until the bell rings."
"Lucky, that sound fun... and I do also mean the correcting papers part. Good to know so many people trust you that much" she sighed and stood up facing him, "I always wanted to try out different Talents," she smiled and jumped off the rock landing lightly and scooping up her bag. "Its interesting to see how each different Talet works, actually I have no idea how I became a water and air based," she laughed lightly. "My mother was an Earth Talent student and my father was a Fire Talent student so..." she looked around for a clock again. "Do they have any clocks at this school?" she usually relied on the bell and her crystal watch which she had left in her dorm... again.
Jake watched as the remains of the water disappeared into the bead on her necklace. It was always good to have a bit of your talent's focus with you. His own resided within a vile at the base of the charm on his 'collar.' The vile, made of ruby, hid the liquid contents perfectly. It was red. Who would suspect a Water-talent to keep water in something red? That was his way of thinking, anyway. He crossed his arms comfortably before him at her question. "For the most part I file and correct papers. That way the teachers can focus on actually teaching. Gives the students more one-on-one time and a better experience here at the school. I'll be rotating through the classes until I can settle on the most efficient routine." Reaching down, he scooped up his bag and settled into the familiar weight of the strap.
((Hey, I have to hop off for the night, but I should be on tomorrow. I'll respond then. Night!))
She laughed and put the remains of the water she was playing with into a small glass bead and fastened it back onto her necklace. "So you're the assistant huh?" she asked. She had heard of it but was still not familiar with it yet. "So what do you do as an assistant other than help others perfect their technique?" She pulled a ribbon out and tied her hair up with it, it was getting annoying now and looked back at him. He seemed to be perfect at everything he did. She looked around for a clock wondering when the bell would ring again before turning her attention back to him.
Letting the water-dragon slide back into the pond, Jake watched as she turned the items into rain, smiling as he applauded. "Well done," his eyes moving back to her. "I wouldn't say in all things. Just water and air. I know the processes that all the other talents go through to do what they do, but only because I'm an assistant. I have to know so that I can help them perfect their techniques. I don't envy the other talents, though. While they're all just as useful, I wouldn't train water and air for anything."
Kim-Ya smiled and reached through the water and held her hand in the middle of it for a while before pulling it out and showing the objects lying on her palm. A small heart, a star, a sun, a moon and a rose petal. She threw them in the air and exploded into even more and smaller pieces and rained down around them. "A little thing I learnt at home. You're a natural at all sorts of talents aren't you?" she asked watching him. <<brb>>
"Wow, I can't believe I've been so oblivious. I guess I've just been really focused on my own work and studies that I rarely notice those around me." He watched as she created the dragon, and gently took it as she offered it to him. "Air is picky, but not impossible." Holding the dragon in the palm of his hand for a moment, he let it liquefy once again, then tugged at the air around it for a moment until he had it flying around, the serpentine body flowing easily in its watery form before landing in the palm of his hand and solidifying once again. "Just takes a lot of practice is all."
Deciding to play along Kim-Ya gave a litle curtsey and accepted the flower. "I've only been here for 3 but I guess that's good enough," she smiled at him not really believeing that they had spent 3 years walking past each other without talking. "I skipped a year so I'm only 16 years old though," she said and created a small water dragon and froze it too. She gently placed the frozen flower on the rock and caught the dragon in mid-air. She made the dragon come forward towards her slowly. "As you can see, I'm good whe it comes to water and I totally suck at air," she held the dragon out for him and picked up the flower in her other hand. He was easy to talk to, she thought.
He laughed as she complimented him, "Yeah, you learn some things when you've been around this place for four years." He watched as she formed the word 'wow' with water, smiling as he pulled a bit of the water up before him, shaping it and reaching out to pluck the frozen flower from the air before it crashed to the ground. "You're not half bad yourself." He offered her the sculpted ice flower and gave a playful bow. "My name's Jake, it's a pleasure to meet you."
Kim-Ya watched him. He was amazing with water! She watched the snow flutter softly to the ground before she turned to him, her eyes shining. "That was amazing!" she told him and smiled. "My name is Kim-Ya." She looked at him again before something reminded her that he was walking the other way in the morning? She decided not to ask him about that, she didn't like it when people did. She turned back around and made some water form the words wow. It was fun to have someone to play with, she used to always be alone.
As the sound of water reached his ears, Jake turned to see the girl from before, and he smiled as he watched her practicing. After a moment, he gently took the water she'd been working with, and seperated it into individual droplets and, with only a slight bit of concentration, solidified them, the icy orbs moving around in circles and dancing around her before, with a slight crack, they burst into smaller fragments, the snow fluttering toward the ground.
Kim-Ya stood up and chose to go to a more secluded spot where she could practice with water again. She found it easier to managa water than trying to play with air. She went around the school and chose a spot a little way off from where the boy she saw earlier was sitting. She sat on a large rock at the edge of the small pond and started to play with the water doing different movements with ease. With air, she had to concentrate, with water, she could do whatever she wanted. A familiar sensation went up her arm and she smiled. It was finally starting to feel like school was starting.
Jake sauntered out of Mr. Carter's class, several folders filling his back-pack. There had been several over-the-summer assignments to complete for the Fire-based students, and there'd be several more to correct throughout the week, but Jake looked forward to it. He liked having the responsibility, he figured. So, armed with an answer chart and a red pen, he'd get to work.