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"How about we just stick with the daggers I supply to keep it fair.” Robert grabbed a cloth bag out from under his desk and threw it with a thud, to the middle of the classroom. “Now, everyone get a dagger. I have already cleared it up with the headmaster and you have been aloud to carry yours around at all times. I might come out of nowhere with a Jersey Devil at the ready. So keep it with you, but don’t flash it at any of your teachers or fellow, non-mage classmates.” Alan waited in line and came to select his dagger. By now, the bag was already half empty. Alan bent down and started randomly picking dagger, looking for the right one. Eventually he found it, it was heavier on the blade than the handle and was a slight bit sharper than most, probably just human error when the were sharpening them, he thought.

Zac spoke up, "Is it OK if I store it in a different shape?" he asked. To illustrate his point, Zac began to spin his dagger once again. The blade was moving so fast, it seemed to slither and weave unnaturally in his hand, finally morphing into a snake with a silent animation spell. The metal snake rocketed out of his hand, morphing into a bird mid-jump. The little metal bird flitted in a circle before diving straight down. Finally the little bird turned into a little ball and landed squarely in his pocket. "My showing off aside, is it OK if I store it as such to practice rapid metal shaping?" It looked like Zac was going to fins one way or another to get practice in with the dagger. Maybe I should try something like that as well, he mused. Even more hope came when Robert allowed Zac to do that. But then Lilly spoke up, much to his dismay.

Lilly jumped out of her desk and grabbed a dagger, studying it closely. “So I get to carry a dagger with me? Everywhere and anywhere?” Lilly looked over at Robert. “You better watch out or I might get you instead of some fake Jersey Devil.” Lilly took her seat and stuck the dagger blade into the rim of her skirt, seeing she didn't have a bag, or pockets. “Zac,” Lilly stated loudly, “You will be on my hunting team. Anyone else who wants to join better be good or I’ll skin them. Or I could just let the Devil’s do it.” Lilly smiled smugly at Zac,“You better be ready to keep up with me.” Hm....Lilly, or Vatalini as she seems to like to be called, would be a bit of a pain to deal with, but a little competition never hurt... He couldn't decide whether or not to speak up. Lilly grabbed her dagger and threw it across the room, sticking it in the wall. Jeez, I can't match up with that, no matter, I stand a better chance going with them in a group. Ugh, I'm going to regret this, aren't I.

Alan cleared his throat, but Lilly spoke up again. “Wait, Robert. You said that you would attack us whenever you feel like? You didn't mean while we were asleep, did you? Because I’m not exactly the nicest person when awoken in the middle of the night to commit fake murder,” Lilly said, leaning forward in her chair. “OZ is the only one who can get me up anyways. So if you come in raging, then I’m not going to respond. And, when we are on the trip, how are you going to tell whether or not we used magic to kill the Jersey Devil’s? I mean Zac could easily make a dagger and kill them, or I could use my shadow magic to make a dagger, or some water mage could slice through them.”.

She posed a good point but Robert had a retort to both the sarcasm and her question, “Miss Bedford, you are acting as though you wouldn't enjoy me popping up in your room in the middle of the night,” he said with a smile. “Besides, I wouldn't be popping in for a for a midnight-murder session with you. But maybe a midnight session for something else though.” Robert sent her a wink. If she had any idea what he meant, then maybe it would get her to be a little quieter out of embarrassment. “I can tell because I’m a professional. Done with questions, Miss Bedford?”. Alan nearly choked on Mr. Beckenfield's comment. He was embarrassed just hearing it. It seemed like Lilly was done talking for now, so Alan spoke up, "Lilly, I request to be in your hunting party." He probably didn't live up to her standards, but he could lie about everything if it got too rough.

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Laius was still smoldering from the revelation. He felt as though he should kill something in protest, probably a small animal for a quick snack. He looked over to see Ikari consoling Pitt, but kept his distance. He was afraid if he spoke, he would yell.

"I can see that this is a sensitive subject. But It’s something that always needs to be talked about. If you aren't made aware of any of this, you might make a mistake.” Kira smiled and jumped up onto the front desk. “Now, onto a lighter subject! You get a partner for life if you play your cards right. And, like I said yesterday, no matter what, the bond between you and your Keeper is incomprehensible by any normal human. It’s as if you two are the perfect lovers in a perfect story. But intimacy is usually avoided between demon’s and Keepers because most of us aren't that humanoid. But those of us that are more humanoid are usually very close with their Keeper’s but more free. Animalistic demons are close, but feel the need to never leave their Masters side.”. Laius could attest to the second portion at least, he dint feel right when Alan wasn't around. He felt...vulnerable almost. Still, even if he could see his master, he felt reassured, in a way. He choked down his anger for now and continued to listen to Ms. Kira.