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Drow Academy

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Anais grimaced, desperatly wishing she had managed to finish the two boys off. THat would have put her at the top of her class. She was now a mere second. Her eyes blazed with determination to become the best.

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Validos smiled at being named first in the class. He looked around, grinning. He then followed the instucter to his dorm.
 
The dorms as we called them were spartan structures, carved out of solid granite. Boys were housed in one room, girls on the other. The Academy Headmistress insisted it be so, not wanting her precious females befouled. I briefly explained the schedule of tomorrow's events, saying "Tomorrow males will be escorted to Sorcere, females to Arach-Tinilth. Tat'll comprise half of your day. When you return here, exhausted, my work begins. Get it?" I asked, and without waiting for an answer, said 'Good. And don't get caught out of bed," adding a slight emphasis on the caught.
 
Anais smiled, knowing it would be easy enough for her to sneak around without getting caught.

She looked at her instructer, deciding against it for tonight. Best not to press her luck. She headed into the room indicated as the girls' dorm, half wishing they'd been allowed a coed dormitory.

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Validos merely walked into the room that had been assigned. He wasn't about to try to sneak about tonight. He'd made a decent impression and wasn't about to ruin it.
 
Tarathiel-I retired to the hard stone bed I'd been assigned, thinking on our teacher's last words. It made sense, above all the petty rules of the Drow (which he'd heard were stirctly enforced on the surface), don't kill, don't betray your family, all ther rest, there was one overriding law. Don't get caught. He figured he'd wait maybe an hour or two and press his luck.

Andrith-I returned to my own well-appointed quarters soon afterwards, wondering how many would try tonight. Those who did...Well, Andre had rigged detection dweomers throughout the entire complex of the Academy, reaching out into Tier Breche proper. We'd know and we'd catch them. Andris would make examples of the lot.
 
Anais crawled onto the stone bed that had been assigned to her. She cursed under her breath, tossing and turning, trying to get to sleep on the unaccustomed bed.

She probably would have managed to fall asleep if the girl in the bed next to hers hadn't been snoring like a bullfrog...

She turned again, wondering if anyone would try to sneak into the girls' dorm on the first night.
 
Tarathiel-I rolled out of the bed silently, landing in a crouch. Moving stealthily toward the door, I slowly stood up. No doubt there were numerous spells about, but hopefully I could avoid them. My goal for tonight was just a scouting mission, nothing major.
 
Anais sat up in the bed, still not able to sleep. She pulled out a leather bound book, using her infravision to read in the dark.

After reading a few of her past entries, the Drow wrote a new one, talking about her 1st day at school. It was an uneventful entry, and she wondered if she should press her luck after all...
 
The moment I stepped out of the room that housed us 21 males, I knew I'd tripped up. A flash of both light and heat ran along the wall, headed up through the pyramidial structure that housed Melee-Magthere, up towards the master's chamber. I froze against the wall, hoping I'd be overlooked. After a few minutes, though, I thought the danger past and took a few tentative steps forward and almost instantly found my throat touching the small, four-pronged quarrel used in Drow hand-crossbows. All I heard before the potent sleeping poison took effect was "You were warned."
 
Anais saw the bright flashes from the crack under the girls' dorm's door. She grinned to herself, hoping whoever it was had been caught and punished severly.
 
Andrith-I dragged the impudent boy, third in the class back to my own rooms and tossed him in the closet. Walking over to the small mirror over my writing table, I tapped it thrice and waited for Andris to appear in it. Finally, she did, looking irritable to boot. Pushing away my fear at her expression, I said "We've got one. The training chambers, tomorrow morning?" The wicked smile she put on as she nodded did little to reassure me that I wouldn't be getting a whipping tomorrow as well.
 
OOC: Ok well I'm here! What did I miss!? Apparently alot. Someone give me the 411.
 
<OOC>Alright, we finished up the Grand Melee. Pogi-14's character took first, Mew13 second, and the student I'm controlling, third. Now, they're all in bed with strict orders to stay there. My student got caught and is due for a whipping tomorrow morning. As for the classes, the males get you in the morning, me in the afternoon. Since we're both controlling Andris, we'll also be teaching the females in the morning classes. Then they come back to me for afternoon "classes."
 
OOC: Ok gotcha! This should be fun! i'm going have fun teaching them the true meaning of being a Drow! MWAHAHAHA!

But...are we going to skip the ceremony when they pass!? Cause it's kind of...um...suggestive...
IC: The next morning I awaited the students. It was going to be great fun teaching them how low they really are.
 
<OOC>We'll come up with out own ceremony. I might see if I can make a lil' Drow head sprite for the sigs of graduates (if they want it).<OOC>

The next morning, when Narbondel was 3/5ths of the way to it's peak <OOC>About 6:00 AM.<OOC> I roused the students. Tarathiel was already in the arena, guarded by Andris. They were all gathered outside of the dormitory at that point, bleary-eyed and groggy. Clapping twice, I said in a falsely happy voice "Come now, my sweetlings. We don't want to see such tired little faes around here." I turned and marched off towards the arena, ready to make the first example of their number.
 
Anais watched with wide eyes. She was fully awake, showing no signs of the fact she had slept very little last night.

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Validos watched as well, though his eyes were half closed. He was still quite tired.
 
OOC: Yeah cause it was kind of sickening to me...it was just the morals of what was conducted there that made me queezy. And then when he found Veina in a room...shall we say...um...not quite dressed...I don't think we want to go through that...here...or anywhere.
 
<OOC>Yeah, maybe we should leave it at that. Any more might get us in trouble.<OOC>

I turned on my heel, trusting that they would follow. After the display, they would understand the price of disobediance. The arena was on the second floor, all basic training in my school was conducted here. Today, though, we had the boy from last night standing alone on the center of the mat, his torso bared. My sister stepped up behind him, snake-headed whip writhing in anticipation. I couldn't begin to conceal the grin on my face from anticipation of what was to come.
 
Anais watched slightly fearfully at the grins on the adult's faces. She could see what was coming, and outwardly hardenend her expression.
 
Andris-I stepped into the arena with a joyful sort of anticipation. This would be the first male who had crossed me far enough to get a whipping. Mentally, at least, I thanked my younger brother for giving this one to me. I walked up to the child silently, not letting him know when the first strike would come. Raising my whip, my eyes began glowing fiercely. I brought the whip down, watching as if in slow motion the fangs biting into his soft back. The poison in the fangs, the most potent known to any sentient race began taking effect almost immediately as the boy went into convulsions. I struck again, and again, until the child was on the ground, writhing in pain and bleeding profusely. Replacing the whip on my belt, I began talking in the Drow hand code, motioning for all female students to follow me.
 
Anais gulped unnoticably, watching the boy she had fought writhe in pain on the ground.

She saw the woman with the whip motion for her to follow. She obeyed, showing no hesitation though she felt it.
 
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