Makira's Training

[Makira Blackthorne]

~Invite Only~

Makira Blackthorne entered the Dueling Hall purposefully, yet a nervous glint was in her eye. She was training – to fight in this Battle with Danawi.

She had sent Professor Azrael, leader of the Cabal, and Keelin, their “Lieutenant”, so to speak, owls asking if they would train her. She came here, awaiting their arrival, or preparing to be stood up.

Makira was dressed in her school robes, wand clutched tightly in her right hand. Her medium length, dark chocolate brown hair spilled about her shoulders and her bangs covered her sienna, amber-bespeckled eyes.

She was in a state of a sort of depression, yet fully aware of what she may have to do. Makira knew she would have to act somehow and couldn’t afford to just mope around, so she decided to learn how to battle – to fight, just in case she had to duke it out with someone… namely, Ark.

Makira sat there, on the platform, awaiting either Keelin of Professor Azrael, thoughts of the Battle clear in mind. She clutched her wand tighter and let out a sigh.

((OOC – Sorry for the crap – can’t really think. >_<U))

[Lord Azrael]

"You said you needed me?" Azrael said as he entered, his voice easily carrying to where the girl waited, as he approached her. He already had his wand out, already prepared as if for an acutal battle.

"What is it exactly that you need training with?" he asked, seating himself next to her.

[Keelin Thomas]

Keelin ran into the Hall with her books she had been reading when an owl had came and brought her a letter from Makira asking her to help her train. She saw Azrael and smiled. "Hey Az, what's up. Hey Makira, whatcha need help with?" asked Keelin as she sat her books down and blew out a breath.

[Makira Blackthorne]

Makira's gaze lifted from the floor to the Professor that spoke and just entered.

"Hello, Professor Azrael." she said firmly. As he sat down, she opened her mouth, but closed it again when Keelin came running in.

“Hello, Miss Keelin.” She said quickly, nodding to her, before continuing, looking between the both of them.

“I wish to be a Light Mage, err – learn Light Magic, anyways. And learn anything that could prepare me for the Battle.” she stated resolutely. “Magick – spells, enchantments – or fighting, sparring: I’m up for pretty much anything.” she finished with a small sigh.

Makira brushed her long bangs from her face, revealing her tear-stained cheeks and pale-ish complexion. She seemed to always be crying, so she stopped wiping the tears, which left her cheeks tear-stained with slightly darker lines running down – the trails of tears.

She nodded to the Professor and Keelin, then stood up, and brushed off her skirt, her wand in hand - just in case.

((OOC - More crap, argggh! ><U))

[Lord Azrael]

Azrael stood as she did, placing a hand reasuringly on her shoulder, "Are you alright?" he asked. It seemed to him something beyond what she had said thus far was going on, although she has said nothing as of yet. It occured to him how very little he actually knew about the members of the resistance, although he was depending on them for so much.

"The reasons you have for your request are personal, aren't they?" he asked, a bit of concern apparent in his voice, "There is either someone fighting for Danawi dear to you, or someone already greatly affected by this conflict, am I right?"

[Makira Blackthorne]

Makira nodded slowly, trying not to think about Ark too much.

“You are totally correct, Sir. I fight for personal reasons.” She stated calmly and evenly.

“I fight for love." A small frown appeared on her face, yet she looked on with a fierce determination and a strong willed glint in her eyes.

“Now, then…” she blinked away a few tears, “Shall we get started, or are there anymore questions – Professor, Miss Keelin?” She was careful not to sound rude or hasty, as it was not her intention.

Makira rolled up the sleeves of her cloak, slightly, and looked between them.

((OOC – Argh! I’m in a sort of Writer’s Block, sorry. >0))

[Keelin Thomas]

Keelin felt sorry for Makira. She knew if that was her, she couldn't fight against them. "Oh, Makira I'm so sorry. Is there anything I can do, please just come find me." sia dKeelin caringly. Then she rolled the sleaves of her jacket up and creaked her fingers. "Az, Makira, let's start."

[Xavier]

As the three figures began their lesson, a white, hooded figure stood in the shadows in the corner of the room, watching young Makira with interest. Somehow the individual felt obligated to watch over this young student and protect her from the many dangers that she faced.

Although the two teachers felt saddened by Makira's story, the figure did not cry or feel remorse. He was much harder than that, much less emotional. To him, pain showed weakness, and weakness showed vulnerability - something he didn't need at the moment.

A pair of glowing, orange orbs could be seen in the shadows of the room, watching intently over the girl.

OOC: Gah...crap post. Sorry.

[Lord Azrael]

OOC: For the record, I'm not ignoring you Xavier ^_^, he just hasn't noticed you yet

BIC:
"You do realize that, no matter who he was previously to you, he is now an enemy," Azrael said, his face betraying no current emotion, "If it comes to it, he will have to go down just like all the others that sek to destroy this school." It was not the best thing to say to someone so emotionally tried by this, yet it would be folly to delude her into thinking there was any way out of this, any way to simply bring him back.

"What I would like to see is the pair of you have a small duel of your own, simply practice for the upcoming battle, as it will almost certainly be broken down into small duels between his forces and our own. You will need to be quick thinking, pulling up any random spell to protect yourself from anything thrown at you at a moments notice. I will oversee your practice, helping in any small way that I might."

[Keelin Thomas]

"Ohh, man! I have to duel on top of what else i have to do. Study,practice, help with everything else i have to do. Man, this Lieutenant job is getting hard." said Keelin as she walked to the dueling area. "Ok, Makira let's duel."