Just leave it alone

You think better than to make yet another scene so you just sit there and wait for the end of the lecture, hoping that the issue you had been left with would calm down before then.

Luckily it did. As the teacher called the class to an end you looked at the dryad expecting some sort of conversation to go on. Instead, she grabbed her textbook nodded at you and left the room. You watched her go and thought about going after her but again enough scenes of today. You instead waited until enough people had gotten up that you blended into the leaving crowd.

Walking out no one really looked at you in fact as you left the room a buffer zone formed around you as people avoided getting too close.

You had no idea what your next class was going to be. You had a feeling Morgan was supposed to tell you all this stuff rather than… then again it’s not like you can’t just follow everyone else surely they would have the same classes as you.

So, you do just that. Everyone moves in something of a herd with you around the centre. As you all walk it is impossible to not hear he whispered conversations about yourself. The people who look at you then away chatting quietly. You begin to regret walking with everyone. Being the centre of every conversation without being involved in them is just humiliating.

You keep your head down and just keep walking. Once the pace slows you assume the bottle neck of a doorway to a class is right ahead and you are correct.

You file in with the other students and take a seat. No one sits near you most people don’t sit down instead chatting in groups. You make yourself content with checking out the surrounding hoping to get an idea of what this class is going to be.

There are a lot of mannequins lining the walls, and those dummies are all kinda damaged. There are also lockers with what look like padded clothing stashed inside. And there is a large open area to one side of the room. And the teachers desk is covered in all manner of diagrams and… Ok following everyone may not have been the best plan. Before you can make a swift exit you see the unidentified teacher from the headmasters office standing in the doorway staring at you.

“I am surprised Morgan let you out so quickly and for my class.” You feel every eye on you once again, you look around and see a lot of new faces in fact this case had a lot more people than the other one did.

As your eyes scan you see something that actually makes you feel better, a pair of amber eyes staring back at you. You smile at Aimil who doesn’t so much smile as bare teeth. You hope that’s a good sign despite how aggressive it seemed.

While you were gawking at the other student, in you defence they were gawking at you. The teacher had walked to the front of the class and slammed down a book making the entire student body jump.

“Students my name is Eden Flint I am here to instruct you about the academy’s challenge system.” You get the feeling the name was intended to be unhelpful in assigning gender. “We’ll being simply, challenge someone.”

Everyone pairs off almost immediately, even Aimil challenged someone who wasn’t you. All things consider that is not to surprising, well one thing considered but that one thing is a very big number.

You consider challenging someone just so you aren’t left out when you remember rule one you can’t challenge anyone. So you just stay seated hoping someone would come over and challenge you.

Your patience I rewarded when a pair of legs stand before you. “I challenge you.” You look up and see someone vaguely familiar.

“Ninety-three right.” You say it out loud on accident but the woman took offence to it, either that or she really did not like you.

“Miss Tenebrae–” Eden begin when the woman who challenged you looks over.

“Under the rules a challenge can only be cancelled if a supervising teacher allows it.”

You reeeaaally want to ask what is going on but don’t want to get in the middle of whatever this is.

“In that case you two will begin.” Eden looks at you. “As the challenged you would have the choice what form this takes, considering what you are.” Her eye’s flick to you Amarok pin. “I’ll decide. For the both of you.” You really should not have come in this room. “A skill test.” You’re fucked.

Eden reached into her desk and took out two sticks. There was a noticeable inhalation by everyone except you. You are utterly and completely fucked. She hands one to the girl and the other two you.

“Each of you to one side of the mat.” Eden walks to the empty space and takes a spot in the middle. You walk to your end and tried to… something fuck. “This game the stick in your hand will mute your magical power who knocks the opponent on their back first wins. Normally you would wager something on this but for this the wager will simply be bragging rights.”

Mute magic. You look at the stick, it feels like an ordinary stick, there is no pull or anything coming from it. Maybe yours is broken. “Begin.”