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- One post per week
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- Urban/modern fantasy, psychological horror, fandom using OCs (no canon characters except in mentions!)
A few moments after Hunter apologized, the feline teacher's glare softened, and she lowered her bow. "That's quite alright. Just be sure to keep that other half of yours under control." Setting the wooden weapon down, she turned back to the board and continued with the lesson. She didn't really know if he and his reflection or whatever were actually connected in any way, or if there was some kind of mimic creature in the class that she didn't know about, or what have you, but whatever it was, clearly it was a prankster. Maybe this class would be interesting after all.
Of course, she didn't have much time to test that theory. The bell rang, signaling the end of class. Mali frowned slightly; she was actually starting to enjoy herself. Ah well, there was always tomorrow.
~*~*~
Kelkov looked up, caught off-guard at the sound of the bell. "Great..." he muttered under his breath. He'd missed the entire class. That was just what he needed: an absence on the first day. He looked over at Safiya. "Guess we'd better get going, huh?"
Of course, she didn't have much time to test that theory. The bell rang, signaling the end of class. Mali frowned slightly; she was actually starting to enjoy herself. Ah well, there was always tomorrow.
~*~*~
Kelkov looked up, caught off-guard at the sound of the bell. "Great..." he muttered under his breath. He'd missed the entire class. That was just what he needed: an absence on the first day. He looked over at Safiya. "Guess we'd better get going, huh?"