School {O}f the Elements

Welcome to the reformed School of the Elements! Here, all gifted students are encouraged to grow in wisdom and control, honing their natural abilities in a safe environment.

Yay! Accepted. It would be nice if we could get some others to join before starting, but if that takes too long, we can just start with the two of us.

bump! Also, I forgot that I'm getting my wisdom teeth out tomorrow, so if I happen to get on I might be making loopy posts xD

OOC: xD so am I. Especially in one thread, where my friend and I make sure to write posts after surgeries and stuff so that we can have a good laugh.

Since we have a few people that will be making their characters eventually, I'll probably start this up

IC: It was a mild morning in the latter end of spring. Summer had yet to descend, and so the coolness of winter was still present in the weather, although laced with the gentle kiss of southern air. Already excited for the yearly rebirth which rode upon the stretching sunlight and lengthening days, Jeremy lounged within the crook of branches formed within the upper reaches of a tree, a look of deep pondering upon his soft face. He absentmindedly twirled a finger around in the air, and a vine slowly crept up one of the tree's branches, circling about the wood like an emerald green snake.

Across the courtyard of the school, Rose sat alone, sitting in the grass with a book in hand, nose buried within the pages. Her bright red hair gleamed in the strengthening sunlight, as on fire as her personality, as though both were simply reflections of her power. Though the rest of her body was still, her eyes were in constant motion, gliding over each word with the speed of a practiced reader. The only thing that she was truly avid about was reading, in fact; the wealth of knowledge found in books was greater than could ever be found in most of the others she interacted with. Despite her appreciation for literary works, from fantasy to history, she tended not to pour over books in public. Books were made for reading in solitude, not while others were about, interrupting the silence with inquisitive words and unnecessary input.

OOC: XDD that's hilarious omg!! Won't be as bad for me since I got dat chub hehehe. I'm hoping that my good Christian upbringing will keep from from cursing up a storm or something, but I'll definitely be rambling about something wacky. I told my parents to record everything just in case something riotous comes out of my mouth.

IC: Not expecting someone to approach him, as still as the morning was and as far away as his mind was currently dancing, Jeremy started. As though he was driving a car and not a vine, the plant came to a quick, shuddering halt, and came dangerously close to tumbling out of the tree. Looking down with wide eyes, he saw Annie. "O-Oh, hello. Didn't hear you coming." His voice was a lulling as a gentle breeze, but also as commanding as a howling gust. For as soft spoken as he was, the boy clearly possessed some authority. Perhaps said authority was only enough to direct leaves to grow and flowers to bloom, not enough to sway a human, but power was still present within his voice.

OOC: I think that it's something simply has to happen; I'm always breaking something, or hurting something lololol. I've been in physical therapy twice, gone to the ER so many times, and have broken many bones. I've even managed to break my elbow xD this is my first major surgery tho ee

Also, it's off to bed for me, since I'm already pushing onto five hours of sleep as it is xD hopefully I'll be on tomorrow evening at latest

IC: Jeremy's eyes went wide, concerned that he had offended the girl. "Oh, of course!" he said quickly, trying not to appear hostile. Then, realizing that he had spoken incorrectly, he shook his head. "Sorry. I mean, um, of course I don't mind." As though her anxiety was his anxiety, the emotions picked up from her gentle worry, Jeremy began to stammer and ramble a little. "This tree isn't mine, after all. I can't keep you from joining me, even if I wanted to. Which I don't, necessarily. Because I don't mind." Circles were being painted with his words, making even his own mind spin before he forced his jaw to lock in place to keep from letting any more nonsensical words out. A mixture of his youth and Annie's present state of nervousness was causing Jeremy to lose hold of his cool.

OOC: Well, the surgery is done. I'd rather be in pain than be unable to feel my entire mouth. And I'm entirely lucid, so that's two pieces of reality that sucks

IC: Jeremy watched in silence as Annie ascended into the upper branches, finally coming to situate herself near him. She climbed with the ease of an expert, someone who had spent much time scaling trees. In that aspect, the two of them were the same. "Nice to meet you. I'm Jeremy Pine." The wee boy reached out his own hand, grasping Annie's and shaking. He giggled a little bit at the formal manner of introduction; as young as he was, hand shakes weren't common. Because of that, his grip was rather weak, and he pulled away quickly. "Are you a nature element, or are you just really good at climbing trees?"

OOC: If you'd like, I don't see why not :p

IC: At the mention of Annie's element, Jeremy perked up a little. He always loved meeting other students with the same capabilities as he; though there was the saying that opposites attract, he found that he worked much better with those who were more similar to him. Plant elements tended to have a delicate nature, an unproven fact which was supported by both his and Clara's demeanors. People who were more flamboyant, more confident, or less kind often clashed with him. If only for how easily hurt Jeremy was by another's words, perhaps that was where his need to befriend soft hearted people stemmed from. "I'm nature as well!" he responded enthusiastically, a crooked grin lighting up his pale face. No matter how much time he spent in the sun, the kid never seemed to burn nor tan.

To confirm Annie's fear of stagnant conversation, Jeremy didn't offer up any new topic to merge into. He didn't know if he should be trying to make small talk, or if they were technically friends now, and could talk about something deeper. Even if they could participate in more intimate conversation, he would have no clue where to start; they had just met, and it wasn't as though he did much in the way of socializing on a normal basis.

But, despite the quiet that had temporarily descended upon the two of them, Jeremy didn't feel at all uncomfortable. He continued to look at Annie, unabashed by openly staring. Finally, a question came to mind, and pressed upon his teeth until he opened his mouth and allowed his tongue to flick it out. "How old are you? I'm only eleven, but I'm going to be twelve in the fall!" That was more than a full season away, but he boasted of it as though it were approaching quickly. As it was, however, he seemed to small to even look his current age, let alone the one which he would eventually be.