- Jan 13, 2017
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"Ahem."
The woman looked very strange, really. Twintails? On a teacher? Sure, she kinda looked like a teacher - her blazer was definitely in the right place, and so was the rest of her attire. Sure, she had a teacher's briefcase... bag... thingie..., which looked professional. But really - the teacher in front of the tired students looked more like a strange, twisted version of a childish girl.
Nevertheless, she commanded attention, glancing around the room with those large, eerily unsettling cat's eyes. Placing her hands on the podium in front of her, she sighed. Her booming voice sounded again, echoing through the room.
"Hey, everyone. Your regular teacher's out for the day, so I'm here to sub for them. For those of you who've graduated my high school Magic course, you might remember me as- "
Here, she walked over to the board and scrawled her name in loopy cursive.
"Ms. Deaux. Feel free to call me Dee, or Ms. D, or D-zaster, I don't care."
There was a certain way she spoke to the class - a smooth but casual tone that lilted a little bit, hints of an unplaceable accent. Maybe it was Japanese? Or maybe she was making it up.
Yeah, she was definitely making it up. The hints vanished, as she turned back to the class, and clapped her hands.
"Your teacher seems to have left some work for you guys, so you could probably do it now. Page 329 should have some helpful info for you, seeing as this is a healing/defense course..."
This, she also scrawled on the board.
"Anyone have any questions?"
@Lex
The woman looked very strange, really. Twintails? On a teacher? Sure, she kinda looked like a teacher - her blazer was definitely in the right place, and so was the rest of her attire. Sure, she had a teacher's briefcase... bag... thingie..., which looked professional. But really - the teacher in front of the tired students looked more like a strange, twisted version of a childish girl.
Nevertheless, she commanded attention, glancing around the room with those large, eerily unsettling cat's eyes. Placing her hands on the podium in front of her, she sighed. Her booming voice sounded again, echoing through the room.
"Hey, everyone. Your regular teacher's out for the day, so I'm here to sub for them. For those of you who've graduated my high school Magic course, you might remember me as- "
Here, she walked over to the board and scrawled her name in loopy cursive.
"Ms. Deaux. Feel free to call me Dee, or Ms. D, or D-zaster, I don't care."
There was a certain way she spoke to the class - a smooth but casual tone that lilted a little bit, hints of an unplaceable accent. Maybe it was Japanese? Or maybe she was making it up.
Yeah, she was definitely making it up. The hints vanished, as she turned back to the class, and clapped her hands.
"Your teacher seems to have left some work for you guys, so you could probably do it now. Page 329 should have some helpful info for you, seeing as this is a healing/defense course..."
This, she also scrawled on the board.
"Anyone have any questions?"
@Lex