Moira O'Keefe's Story

Moira sat in the clinic idly twirling a pen in her hand and reading a novel. Today was the first day of classes and it she knew it would only be a matter of time before someone got into a fight. The novel proved to be uninteresting and she tossed the cheap paperback aside. She rose from her desk and went to the teacher's lounge. It had a small television with which she could watch her Korean dramas. She settled in after grabbing herself a mug of coffee and flipped the set on. Teachers would all be busy preparing and teaching today so she didn't expect anybody to come in for a while.

Moira jumped from her reverie at the sound of the inhuman howl. "It must be one of the new students" she thought. She calmly stood and left the office. She followed the sound of whimpers and came upon the figure making the sounds. It was a young werewolf who had transformed. She sat next to him with no fear at all and touched him to gain his attention.

"I know it's painful," she said in her heavily-accented voice, " sit tight for mo' and I'll take ye to the clinic."

She stood up and entered the classroom. "I 'ate to interrupt your class, Professor Aze, but it seems that a student has changed and I'll be takin' 'im to the clinic to let 'im rest for a bit."

She walked out of the door and back to student. "Come on, "she said extending a hand to him. "Let's go have a lie down."

Lance looked up at the woman, his ears perked in a look of curiosity. Thanks to his ring, he could focus on controlling himself. It was easier during the day than the night. Lance looked at the class door and let out what would have been the Wolf equivalent to a human sigh. He hated his powers. He stood on four limbs and followed the woman to the clinic.

Pan smiled "I'd like that, I always wondered what it'd be like to meet another demon, I was kinda nervous to be honest. I'm glad I met you, even if I never meet another decent demon I'll know our kind can be good."

Moira opened the door to the clinic and let the werewolf boy come in. "There's a bed in the corner. Ye can rest a while here. Perhaps you may change back soon and go back to your class, yes?" she said kindly. She knew it wasn't easy controlling what you are and your natural urges that came with the territory.

She sat at her desk and pulled a book from the drawer. She read quietly while she waited for the boy to change back.

"Yeah, I'm on it" Kevin sprinted to the Clinic "Nurse Moira, come quick! Liuvash was severely injured!" Kevin hurriedly blurts out his message and, being impatient sprints back to see how she's doing "how does it look Ouka?" Kevin asks.

(Sorry for the late post, I was working. Also I agree this is moving too fast.)

Moira was just turning the page of her novel when she heard the window crash. She was getting up to investigate when Lance dashed past her, almost back to his normal self. The headmaster won't be too happy about that. she thought as she dashed through the door.

She quickly made her way to the destroyed hallway (OOC: I'm assuming that's where everybody is...). Glass was everywhere and monsters were crowded around a figure.

"Step back! Give 'er some room" she shouted. She feared she may have screamed too loudly as many were looking a bit dazed. She stepped beside the girl. Seeing she was conscious was a hopeful sign. She found the girl's glasses and handed them to her. "You probably need these." she said with a smile. "You'll have to excuse me for doing this," she said as she lifted the girl from the floor, "Ya can't be too sure, right?"

Seeing that a student had done this, she stepped to him while still holding Liu. "Ya must be new, I'm sure ya know that the Headmaster will want to see ya for this. If he's not already on 'is way 'ere, you'll find 'im in 'is office. It's upstairs and to the left." On that note she carried the girl to the clinic and laid her down on the newly vacated bed.

"I'll need to check ya o'course. Make sure there's no internal injuries ya'know." She asked Liu to sit up and proceeded to examine her. She saw the residue of purple blood on her hand and the remnants of a wound. "I take it your a succubus," she said trying to make conversation, "Only succubi have purple blood." As she spoke, she cleaned the wound and bandaged it.

Things were going from bad to worse. Maybe throwing that boulder wasn’t a good idea after all, thought Brandr as the school nurse took the injured girl away, Breaking a window shouldn’t be too troublesome, but I’m going to be in so much trouble for injuring another student.
Brandr tried to think of the best way to apologize to everyone, but his mind started to panic when he saw how unstable the crowd of students were before him. Especially that one girl, who seemed to be slowly developing canine features. Oh no, please don’t tell me she’s a shapeshifter, thought Brandr, And it looks like she’s becoming some sort of wolf. Brandr knew just how powerful shapeshifting magic could be, and transforming into a wolf form is a sure sign of a strong combatant.

Since he focusing his attention to the shapeshifter girl, Brandr failed to notice the arrival of the blue haired boy with horns on his head. Brandr also failed to notice how the boy was boiling in anger. By the time Brandr noticed the fireball, it was already too late to do anything.
The fireball hit Brandr square in the chest, and the force of the impact was so strong that it pushed him back a few feet before Brandr could catch his footing. The front of his shirt was immediately incinerated from the blast, and the rest of it was engulfed in flames. In less than a minute, there wouldn’t be any shirt left.
As a fire giant, being set on fire wasn’t a problem. Had it been any other element, Brandr would have been toast. Brandr’s already panicky mind was now suffering a dose of confusion, but all Brandr could think about was to protect his duffle bag from the flames. He knelt to the ground and focused his mind entirely to putting out the flames on his duffle bag.

By the time he put the fire out, a wall of ice magically appeared between him and his attacker. He didn’t see who was responsible for this, but it looked like the shapeshifter girl was regaining control of herself with the help of a fellow student. The blue-haird boy was now on his knees, and apologizing to everyone. Brandr didn’t quite know what just happened, but he was glad it was over before it escalating into a brawl. The shapeshifter girl was now barking out orders, and everyone seemed to be following them.
As the last bits of Brandr’s shirt burnt away, a student with his shirt in tatters approached him:
“ I understand that it wasn't your intentions to bring harm, but one thing you've got to understand is that some people don't have the best control. You'll have to come with us, mate.”

“I’ll try to remember that, and thanks for the help,” said Brandr as he slung his duffle bag over his shoulder. Noticing the condition of the boy’s shirt, he added, “Looks like you had a bad day too.”
Brandr patiently waited for the tattered-shirt boy and the shapeshifter girl to get ready. He considered removing the boulder from the hallway and putting it back outside, but decided against it. He had already thrown one too many boulders today.

Nabri walked back to the dorms, with her hair a sopping wet mass, her shirt covered in water, and her bag slung over her shoulder. She Was only coming back to give the nurse that stupid freaking slip from her parents that said that she had to help with problems, like a broken arm-bone or whatever that needed to be numbed. She walked to the nurses office and looked to the lady there. "My parents said that in exchange for my special bite-numbing services, I got free books or something like that. So here you go" she smiled awkwardly and handed over the note.

Moira had just finished examining Liu when the red-haired girl stepped in. "My parents said that in exchange for my special bite-numbing services, I got free books or something like that. So here you go" she said handing over the note. Moira remembered being told something of that nature and took the note from her.

She scanned the note over quickly and smiled. "Oh yes, of course. You must be Nabri," she said stumbling a little over the girl's name. "Please, 'ave a seat and I'll prepare the shot." she turned to the cabinet and began searching for the vial.

Suddenly Kalin runs to the clinic. Her arm is raw and bleeding slightly. It looks like it hurts. "Mrs. O'Keefe, I need a bandage for my arm and some water! I'm shedding! This happens about once a year. I'll grow it back by tomorrow but I'll shed all my skin first! Can you turn on the shower so it hurts less?" Kalin winces. "Ow..." She looks at Nabri. "Hi"

Pan stumbled into the hospital after Kalin, "What's Wrong Kalin? I saw blood! Did you get hurt in the fight?!" He took a gulp of air and turned to Moria "please help Kalin it's my fault she got hurt, she was just trying to help me! *hic* Don't let her die!!!" Pan was on the verge of tears, he and Kalin had been about to head to music class when he'd noticed the blood. He didn't even get a chance to speak as Kalin dashed off towards the nurse's office. Was she going to be OK?

"Horribly sorry, Sarah. I was only trying to help, and I had no idea you were in here. If I did, I would have let you deal with it" Melodia said, looking over to Ouka. "I try to help, however I can. Again, sorry" she said and looked over to Sarah. "Sorry about your eardrums. Though I'm sure your hearing will bounce right on back. It always does. If I recall, I did somthing similar last year, too. Though maybe that was someone else" she said lightly. "I'm sure you know how to help her better than I do, Sarah. Apperently, I can't do what I was born to correctly" she hissed under her breath and stepped back. "I can go see if the nurse has any wolvesbane, if it will wear off so quickly" she said, biteing her lip. Sarah was definitely pissed, and Melodia didn't really enjoy conflicts. Though, she still wante to help. If she could get away from Sarah at the same time, she figured that would be the best.

The hallway was getting quieter as it became emptier. Since the students and teachers were moving on to more important matters, so did Brandr. He slung his duffle bag over his shoulder and began making his way towards the Headmaster’s office.

Brandr’s thoughts drifted towards the student he injured. She’s with the school nurse, he thought to himself, So I’m sure she’ll be fine. Though I should probably go see her myself and apologize. With that final thought, Brandr found himself before the door of Headmaster Auberon’s office. Holding back his strength, Brandr gently knocked on the door.