A Teacher and A Flame

Fia Areli

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Claira paced back and forth, this paperwork was killing her. If she got one more pile of papers on her desk, someone was going to be turned into a barbacue. She growled sending a blast of fire at a pretty dove flying by. It dropped to the ground cooked and dead, she wasn't satisfied she was angry and this paperwork was killing her mind. She sent a huge burst of fire into the air and watched it's flames flicker downward and the people put it out with their powers. She grumbled a curse. She wanted to go pyromaniac but everyone around here was always frowning upon it.

She remembered the past days when she and Darci were friends they both were maniac killers. But she had turned over a new leaf whereas Darci just got worse. She sighed, this academy was too good for her. Why didn't Darci take over this one instead of her more evil more notorious DCA. She felt so forced into being extra good or nice and she hated it. She sighed leaning against the edge of the roof, her flaming red hair blew freely in the wind.
 

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He was crouched on a shed watching the woman freak out, assassin silence not giving away his position. When she leaned against the edge of the roof and sighed, Marek chuckled, dropping to the ground easily. The wind flipped his shaggy, light orange hair from his eyes, revealing emotionless blackness. And then the hair covered his eyes again, leaving a smirk on his face.

"Goodness can be considered a sickness, I suppose." he mused aloud, no real tone in his voice. Perhaps a little bit of amusement, but no annoyance, no anything. He was perfectly still, and looking at her, though one couldn't tell, since his hair covered his eyes from view completely.

His hand rested goodnaturedly on the hilt of one of his two swords, waiting for the woman to respond.
 

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"Goodness can be considered a sickness, I suppose."

"Good people are insane, to be good you'd have to be insane." She said annoyed, "And who praytell are you? Another good pyscho who wants to make me do stupid things like paperwork?" She said grumbling, he felt so annoyed and angry and she just wanted to kill someone like in the old days.

She looked at the 'assasin' she cared nothing about his cold dark eyes, she had red flame filled ones so it made no difference. She always looked like a enraged vampire though she wasn't one at all. Infact her own blood was fire so other blood would never match her's it was litterly impossible for her to become a vampire because her fire blood would burn the normal blood of a vampire. Because of this she hardly got sick. Except for in water, so she stayed away from it for those reasons. The woman looked at the man, "So I take it your some bloody teacher, let me guess you need paperwork on grades, necessities of the class and whille your at it you may as well ask for the bloody world!" She said just about ready to shot a huge burst of fire at him. She was really in a bad mood and paperwork was all that was on her mind since she looked at it all week.
 

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Marek smirked again. "Damien Marek, though you're horrible at making assumptions, for I'm neither good, nor do I need paperwork or nessicitys, you are only correct that I'm a teacher, which isn't hard to assume, since I'm obviously too old to be a teacher, and too young to be a parent." he was rather flippant about the fact that he'd just basically insulted her ability to deduct, but after being an elite assassin, you learn to make deductions quickly and well, because not doing so can cost you your life. His words were heavily lined with an Irish accent, and even the stupidest person on the planet could read that, though he was completely capable of turning it into any accent he wanted, flawlessly.

"But please, by all means, if you so desperately want to shoot fireballs at me, I won't complain." he added, reading her very well. He was bored, since his class hadn't started yet, and so had no way to amuse his mind other than analyzing people.
 

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"Damien Marek, though you're horrible at making assumptions, for I'm neither good, nor do I need paperwork or nessicitys, you are only correct that I'm a teacher, which isn't hard to assume, since I'm obviously too old to be a teacher, and too young to be a parent."

"Not necessary, you could just be a idiot." She said bluntly, she could care less about his accent. The fact that someone was something meant nothing to her, she was a pyromaniac and the only thing she'd want to know about a person would be if they could take her fire balls.

"But please, by all means, if you so desperately want to shoot fireballs at me, I won't complain."

"You won't complain, your a kiss up aren't you?" She said rolling her eyes, "Or are you going to boast some more about how smart and powerful you are. Because frankly I hate both men, women, children, boasters, kiss ups, and goodies goodies. So why don't you do yourself a nice favor and leave before I go pyro. Besides I doubt you want to be made into a barbacue." She said with a smirk, though the thought of barbacueing someone amused her.
 

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"Or are you going to boast some more about how smart and powerful you are. Because frankly I hate both men, women, children, boasters, kiss ups, and goodies goodies. So why don't you do yourself a nice favor and leave before I go pyro. Besides I doubt you want to be made into a barbacue."

Marek smirked lightly, since he really didn't care, but she apparently got a temper rather quickly. "I'm not worried. Besides, It's not my fault I was here first and you didn't notice." he said, much in the same tone one would use to dispatch the information of the weather. He picked a pebble up and looked at it boredly, "I have no interest in you, nor do I plan to impress you." he didn't (apparently) look up from the pebble to adress her, and he was rather blunt about it, "So with that out of the way, have you any more pointless insults to hurl my way, or shall I continue about my business?" He slipped the pebble over his thumb, and flicked it into the air, catching it again, not (apparently) sparing even an inch of attention towards the woman who was to apparently frustrated.
 

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"I'm not worried. Besides, It's not my fault I was here first and you didn't notice. I have no interest in you, nor do I plan to impress you. So with that out of the way, have you any more pointless insults to hurl my way, or shall I continue about my business?"

The headmistress smirked, "I'm sorry did you say something? I was busy thinking of ways to torture teachers. One specifically." She said looking at him, her eyes were evil but yet when the wind blowed against her face making her hair blow in the wind she looked evilly beautiful. Though she wasn't really evil, just didn't like abiding to the good person rule and she had a big temper the size of China so that kinda did contribute.

She looked over the railing, seeing some random kid below she smirked evilly. She saw watering container and took it in hand putting it upside down making the water fall right ontop of the student. Then she ducked, she chuckled. That was more fun than killing a teacher, especially when the student looked like a wet dog. She smirked.
 

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Marek shrugged. He didn't really care that she was planning on torturing him, apparently. He dropped the pebble, and proceed to move back to his vantage point silently. He crouched easily on the roof of the building, and pulled a sword out of it's sheath silently, running a hand over the blade without slicing himself.
 

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Claira cared nothing about this man's weird actions, she supposed he was just another person she was going to have to deal with. She sighed, her life was annoying as it was. She just wanted DCA back, all this switching academies had been annoying and hard for the tempered woman to deal with. Darci had specifically choosen her school out of all places to take over.

"So runt, why is it that you took a job here if you such a rotten guy? Hmm? You like the good feeling of Starlight or is it just you wanted to torture students so you decided to be their evil teacher." She said annoyed, she didn't know why she was talking to the overly confident guy. She found him annoying and quite aggrevating to talk to, she would've left but that would've been letting him win and she never wanted a guy to win especially in this kind of situation. She wanted to make him leave and not the other way around.
 

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Marek paused in the inspection of his sword and looked down at the woman boredly. "I came to teach at Dark Crystal. A...friend, told me about it. When I found that Darci had already taken it over, I decided to come here, since a school with stupid teachers who never focus fully on improvement, could use one who doesn't care." he shrugged, truly not caring. If he got bored, he'd probably leave, with no problem of giving up, but he didn't get bored when he was remaining silent and still.

He flicked his eyes back to the sword, continuing to observe it until he was satisfied with it. He slid the sword back into it's sheath, and drew the second in a single, fluid motion, and proceeded to inspect it in much the same way, not giving much attention to the woman below, though he watched her presence out of the corner of his eye, more out of habit than suspicion.
 
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