Welcome to Sex Ed

[Jeremiah Sykes]

Jeremy chuckled with the girl.

"Yeah, i guess. I just figure real life tests are better." He didn't mean this provocatively, not wanting her to think he was insinuating anything. "I guess that everyone has different tastes, and its hard to think that one person could know what everyone likes during sex." He flipped through the booklet again, still oblivious to the message on the back. "I mean, sure, it tells you what to do, and what sex IS, bur what about these parts telling you what a girl or a guy likes? Just doesn't make sense to me."

He tossed the paper on the desk, upside down.

"But i guess it does give a few pointers that could prove useful. "He grinned. "Take the chapter on sensitive areas for instance.".

He looked back at the booklet, noticing for the first time the writing on the back. He reached down, read what micha had written, then frowned. He set it back down, making a mental note to talk with her after class.

[Schwarzer Blitz]

As he followed her, Swartz ran over possibilities of what to say, his mind smashed them together, and he knew saying any of them would twist his tongue. As they stopped, Swartz stared at Micha, he absolutely, he wouldn’t say he loved her, to call it that would be an insult to love, he didn’t know what it was that made him want to be near her, it was something he felt like he wanted to, it made him more alive then when he wasn’t, maybe it was love, he had never known love, if this was what love was, It made him understand why people always mentioned love, how pure it was, it was something that he would love to do, just to stay near to her, “Micha, I want to protect you, more then what I should, I want to make sure no one hurts you, please, Allow me to be close to you, I want to stay near you, whenever, wherever I can.” He dropped to his knee, and placed a hand on his sword. He had been speaking in German, but even his mind ran with questions, was it okay, would she mind, he didn't know.

OOC: Speaking to Micha

[kassune]

As she stood there, observing him, Micha could see it in his eyes. The boy was devoted to her completely. There had been times in the past when her manipulations had brought out devotion of this level, but there seemed something different about it, it felt more... natural. She may have intentionally inspired it, but the commitment in his eyes spoke of forging itself in the bellows of his own mind and heart.

She pondered in her response to him before he'd said it, he would be seeking to help her in some way. As he bowed before her, offerring her his sword to protect her, she smiled softly to him, opening herself to him a little bit and warmly accepting him. Such an opportunity couldn't be wasted, his loyalty, so long as not betrayed openly, would be far more dependable than any others.

She'd been thinking for a long time to find a way to use her qi to create a bond between her and another, binding them together. The method she had learned was a simple one, which required a willing participant and the original form had been quite dangeroud, but she had an idea.

She'd learned how to permanently charge a blade with a touch of her qi talent, permanently enabling it to gather the energy around itself into an aura, both cutting with and protecting the blade. Using that technique as a conduit, she should be able to pull it off.

"Rise." She spoke softly in german, raising her hand in a gesture as she spoke. "And hold your sword out to me, Swartz." Though quiet, her words were spoken eloquently, with all the grandeur of a queen on her throne. "And you shall have what you desire."

OOC: replied to Swartz.

and I believe the best way to handle your note is for me to edit it in Jeremy. Either that or PM, just send me a PM with your preference and I'll take care of it.

[Schwarzer Blitz]

Swartz stood up slowly, smiling at her. He removed the sword, sheath and all,and held it, point down. He looked at her, even though he had to look down, to him it still felt like he was looking up. He still couldn't even figure out how to express the feelings he had for here. Did he love her? Even he didn't know. He simply enjoyed being near her. Adoration, Love, maybe they were both the same thing, he didn't know. He enjoyed his life, and he enjoyed her life, and being near her. He smiled at her.
"I will do as you ask Micha, forever."

[kassune]

She looked into his eyes, the smile on her face and look in her eyes sincere and strong as well. Stepping forward and out of the window view, she reached out, taking hold of the sword, one over his hand that held it by the sheath, the other by his hand that held the blade's hilt.

Closing her eyes, she gathered all the energy she could, all the solar energy that hit them, turning them black for lack of reflected light, the kinetic and magnetic energies that swirled around them, and drawing heavily from the qi of them both, channelling it all into the blade and it sheath.

As the energy flowed in, she carefully guided it, filling the blade, conditioning the sheath, preparing it to gather the energy for itself. Before sealing it, however, she directed a flow through his sword-arm and into his brain, using the nervous system as a conduit in the willing vessel. Using a delicate shifting of energies, she made a slight switch, aligning him to her, tying his mind to her magnetic aura.

Withdrawing her presence from his mind, she left the channel open, suddenly releasing the energy that she'd been pouring in. The chemical alterations she'd made were hungrily drawing energy in the wake of that which she'd given it, craving more. She'd been drained in the effort, throwing her arm out to the wall for support, but it had been done.

Using her free hand, she gently pulled the sheath an inch off to reveal the appearance of the blade. As expected, it was far blacker than it had been, absorbing all the energy availiable to it except the wielder's, it would only take that if there were nothing else for it to take, and while fully shielded it would not take any of his regardless. Looking up to him, she smiled softly. The easy part had succeeded. The only thing that remained to be seen was the bond she had endeavored to create. How effective would it be, and how far away would he be able to sense her?

OOC: its done Swartz. Micha is drained completely, and you just went through a pretty freaky experience, have fun rping out the ride however you like. The bond you requested I make for you has the following effects.

It allows you to sense my general direction at all times
It allows for basic emotions to pass through the bond in both directions, though I am able to shut mine off. (these can include danger, anger, frustration, surprise, etc.)
And it gives you minor resistance against mind altering effects (including drugs and qis) in additon to your own will.

The weapon is gathering qi and using it to feed and secure the bond. Until such time, the weapon will not have the special ability, and the bond will only function while you are in contact with the sword. It'll require a pretty big event for the bond to be locked in, and I'll let you know when it happens. Enjoy.

Edit: one more thing. This process will cause the blade to appear to crumble and flake, seeming to prepare to fall apart until the bond is secured because the energy is passing through rather than feeding the sword and conjuring the aura it was made to produce.

[Schwarzer Blitz]

Swartz felt odd as the energy surged threw him, not, pained, but odd, like something was being rearranged, he was scared for a minute, but he slowly relaxed, it was Micha, she would not hurt him. He slowly felt his senses and feelings increase. He felt Micha much more clearly, like they had connected on a level beyond thoughts, something deeper, more sacred in a way. He felt the most basic of emotions from her, Exhaustion was prevalent. He thought about it slowly, he could probably pick her out of a crowd of people a million miles away from her, it was like a string was tied from his head to her. It wasn’t a leash, he didn’t think so anyway. More like a mutually beneficial bonding between the two. He felt as if everything had been enhanced, he could see etches in the individual bricks of the wall, he could feel the air itself wrapping around him, he could, if not know, sense the vague movements of elements, and sounds, moving towards the blade and sheath in his hands. He felt the blade in his hands, even held in the sheath, and felt it being worn away from the power it was containing. It had been Dead Black to begin with, but now it was almost like the black was not just the blade, but absorbing the light around it, and the sound and heat as well, the hilt was cool to the touch, and the chain at the end had been broken off half-way down, there was still space enough for him to slide his finger through it and spin it, but instead of ending in a decently long chain, it now ended in a short, half-broken link. Micha held herself against the wall, and Swartz wrapped his arms around her shorter body, trying to take her weight off the wall and onto himself.
“Thank you Micha, for doing something like this, I have never wanted anything as much as to protect you.” he spoke in German to her, smiling at the wall, it truly had been his wish, for a reason he could not identify, he just wanted to, like a nagging in the back of his head, something that told him to do it.

[sephora]

"Yeah, i guess. I just figure real life tests are better. I guess that everyone has different tastes, and its hard to think that one person could know what everyone likes during sex." Sephora nodded her head. She agreed with Jeremy completely, there was no better way to learn a thing than actually doing it. She hadn't really had any personal experience with sex, but Sephora had been raised by a shameless father and a circle of male bodyguards. They had seemed to take great amusement out of trying and failing to make her blush.

"I mean, sure, it tells you what to do, and what sex IS, bur what about these parts telling you what a girl or a guy likes? Just doesn't make sense to me." Sephora nodded her head once more. "I agree with you. I mean, every person reacts differently." She recalled a conversation she had had with a bodyguard about the many women he had been with, and how each one liked something different and that some had hated what others liked.

"But i guess it does give a few pointers that could prove useful. Take the chapter on sensitive areas for instance." Sephora returned Jeremy's grin. Adjusting the way she was sitting, her shoulder touched his gently as she opened her pamphlet, he had tossed his aside for some reason after staring at the back of it. "You were right, when you were saying that you cannot group what everyone likes. I know someone who hates this," Sephora's delicate finger pointed to a paragraph explaining a very sensitive area on a man, "While I know someone else who loves it."

There was a playful glint in Sephora's eye, wondering if her pointing out certain areas made Jeremy uncomfortable. He certainly didn't seem like the type of boy that she could easily embarass, but she was sure going to try, especially since he seemed like the type that would enjoy such a game, unless she had pegged him wrong.

[kassune]

As she stood there, leaning onto the wall, Micha felt the connection coursing through her, a bond that tied the two together flowing through the back of her mind. Before she'd managed to regather her strength, she could feel Swartz take hold of her, supporting her on himself. Allowing herself a moment to rest and regain her strength, she smiled. It had worked, even if it may have taken everything she had to do it.

A bit of rest, and she gathered her wits and focus, and took her weight back from Swartz, standing on her own two feet again. "Lean down" she whispered softly, reaching up and gently taking his head in her hands, pulling it downwarts till she kissed his forehead. "You did great Swarts." The german rolled off her tongue even smoother than it had been before bonding him.

"I need to get back inside to my class, but your welcome to stay out here and rest if you like, or mediate perhaps, I'm sure you have alot to think about." Her quiet words wrapped him like a soft blanket, reassuring and comforting to the ear. Once they were out of her mouth, she gracefully slipped out of his grasp and made her way to the door, her steps difficult, her body heavy with expended effort.

Pausing a second beside the door, she put on her usual, playful face, shaking her hair loose and free, releasing it from where it had clung to her body. Pressing on through the door, she flashed the room a smile. "Sorry to keep you waiting, I had a question to answer." She said, to no one in particular, offerering an explanation to any interested.

Noticing Jeremy and Sephora fliring by the window, she smiled, slipping over towards them. "You know Jeremy..." she said, pausing, a slight bit of tease in her voice. "if I didn't know better I'd think you didn't want me anymore." She couldn't help but flash a small smile Sephora's way, two girls enjoying what they love to do, tease and taunt and play.


OOC: Spoke to Swartz a moment before returning to the class, talking to Jeremy and sephora.

[Jeremiah Sykes]

Jeremy saw a shadow and heard a groan outside the window. He was a bit curious as to its source, but the girl beside him was catching more interest than the noise.

Jeremy looked interestingly at the photo's the girl was pointing at. He grinned, not in the least embarrassed. She seemed like a nice girl, one Jeremy couldn't mind in the least getting to know, though she WAS a little small-framed.

He Looked to sephora.

"Oh really? To tell the truth, Ive never had it done before. Ill have to find someone-" He was staring directly into her eyes and winked. "-Who knows that region well." He was in a playful mood, and his voice reflected it, letting her know that following along that path didn't phase him in the least. His eyes glanced up when micha walked back in, then back down to the girl beside him, He put his arms back, propping himself up with hands, His fingers brushed hers, then he moved them a little back, so there was maybe an inch between the two hands, not wanting her to think he was pulling some corny,juvenile move on her.

Micha approached, than talked about him wanting her.

"Want you? i think your beautful, but at no time did i ever say i wanted you." He had thought it, but she didnt know that. It didnt really matter, he wasnt thinking it anymore, nor would he anytime soon. He wasn't really pissed off anymore, since he had stored away his anger, but he let her know by his tone that he was in no mood for games. He would be upset with micha, however, if she ruined the time he was having with a girl he hoped to be friends with.

[sephora]

Leaning in to see the photo she was indicating, Jeremy then looked her directly in the eyes, though he had to look down. "Oh really? To tell the truth, Ive never had it done before. Ill have to find someone who knows that region well." His gaze was suggestively playful as was his tone. He shifted, his larger hand brushing her smaller one. Leaning back, Jeremy still towered over her, though they were sitting. Sephora honestly didn't think he had meant to touch her hand, after moving it away, but it added a bit of playful tension to their flirting that, she had to admit, she really enjoyed.

"You know Jeremy... if I didn't know better I'd think you didn't want me anymore." Sephora laughed and smiled at Ms. Kassune's wink. This class had turned out to be very different than she had thought it would be, the teacher and fellow students much more fun.

"Want you? i think your beautful, but at no time did i ever say i wanted you." Jeremy's tone was a bit less playful with Ms. Kassune than when he had been speaking with Sephora.

Having felt a slight loss of the playful atmosphere, Sephora wanted to bring it back. She looked at Ms. Kassune, who she felt would be fine with her comment, "Well Michaella, I never said I wanted you either." Her armenian accent played with her words seductively and Sephora's hazel eyes danced from Ms. Kassune back to Jeremy.

[kassune]

How could Micha help but smile? The girl was following her lead, playing along. This was going to be fun. Of coarse it did help that she'd finally identified the girl's accent. It was middle-eastern, Turkish or Armenian, more likely the latter. She'd never travelled there, but among her Gypsie family there had been a man from there, and she'd studied with him often to learn the language.

"You never said you didn't want me either..." She teased in Armenian, hoping the meaning got through even if her words weren't perfect. They had to be close, but it wasn't a country she'd travelled so her understanding was limited. Even so, Michaella's practiced and artful body language certainly told the story for her, hinting so much, but promising so little.

OOC: flirting with Sephora in Armenian. It probably won't be perfect, but it'll still sound exotic to anybody who doesn't understand, and she should still be able to understand what I'm saying.

[sephora]

"You never said you didn't want me either..." Sephora's delicate eyebrows shot up in surprise at the sound of her own language. She had not expected to have anyone to speak it with while at St. Paragon's. The coy smile that followed was from Ms. Kassune's daring words. Though she had mispoken and used very mundane words, the meaning was clear. She was flirting.

"I was raised to never tell a lie, Michaella," Sephora said smoothy back, all in Armenian. Though the girl was not practiced in the art of body language nearly as much as the woman standing before her oh so seductively, she tried her hand at it. Leaning back and resting her palms on the base of the window, she crossed her ankles and lowered her shapely chin, looking up at the teacher through her thick lashes. "and it would be more than a lie for me to say something like that."

[kassune]

Micha winked, smiling a little before adding in one last thing before she would return to what was going on in the rest of the class. She did have a lesson plan, even if she felt the need to...deviate away from it occasionally.

"You'll come around eventually. They all do." She smiled and turned to face the others. "Alright, enough with introductions and all that. Time for one of the lessons that I'm not supposed to teach, well, not in this class anyways. I'm going to teach you how to think."

It might've sounded silly, but it was a lesson that required teaching. Now, time to fly into action and see how many think with their small heads.

"Ah...Schwartz," She walked over to him, sitting on the desk beside him and leaning forward towards the boy. He wouldn't stand a chance against the mighty rack. "So, what would you say to staying after class? I have some things that need doing."

Innuendo, yes. If he agreed? She'd make him clean until the floor gleamed. True, he didn't deserve it, but he would be an example. The perfect example, in fact.