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−	<div></div>	+	<div></div><br> <br>A warm, clear morning, the sun shining down upon the streets of Firmament. Unfortunately, none of the beings present are out in the open to enjoy it - instead, they've been packed into one of the Academy's grander auditoriums, big enough to comfortably accommodate most of the beings present. The front third of the hall has been reserved for academics and clergy alike, with the remaining two-thirds being open to the public. Seats have been arranged in a semicircle about the stage, with free seating allowed to beings - within their respective stations, of course.<br> <br>Expecting the same kind of entertainments so common of Academy demonstrations, beings have piled into the hall from off the street. Those who can sit do so, those who can't stand, and white-robed heavy-clanned priests keep watch over the gathered masses, a number of them forming a solid barrier between stage and seats. These are no simple clergy, either - the bumps and creases of their heavy white robes belie concealed weapons and plate armour. Are they expecting trouble at what's supposed to be a simple demonstration of the sort the Academy is famous for? True, trouble's not unknown within the Academy halls, but to be expecting it...is that caution or foresight on the Academy's part?<br> <br>Selena makes her way along the auditorium's seating, glancing around to find a reasonable place to sit before she opts to linger by one of the doors and review some of her own notes before the demonstration begins. Occasionally, a wave is offered to a familiar being in the crowd though there's little other action from her for the time being. Having a cohort of priests in attendance doesn't seem to bother her in the slightest, as long as they don't pester her.<br> <br>What poor souls who have to experience the lion's unwashed body. Arriving rather late, Dio strolls into the public seating and pushes his way through various beings. Though, that isn't much a task considering very few wish inhale... That... Finding a lovely seat to accommodate his rear, he sits down upon it and crosses his legs, observing the armored individuals. Curious, that. However, there is sure to be exciting things to be revealed! No need to worry about stuff like that.<br> <br>Ictus arrives on the scene! He looks around quietly at the crowd and blinks at the priest-guards, he shrugs though as he wonders what about this demonstration is s dangerous but takes a seat near the middle if possible<br> <br>Kialla manages to wander in, looking rather curiously at the gathered people, seeing some people she already knows as she just lets her arms hang idle, just her white fingertips able to be seen.<br> <br>Arimia pushes her way into the auditorium, and looks around. She gives a small smile and makes her way over to where Selena is, ignoring any complaints about it, then flops herself into the wolf's lap with a comfortable familarity. She shifts about a bit to get in a comfortable position where she can see what's going on and says, "So. What's supposed to be going on here?" After a couple moments she seems to remember something, and fishes about in her cloak pockets until she pulls out a thin golden necklace, with a gold and silver pendant, one stylized to look like the moon before it was shattered. "An' I got this from... Ah... I got this for you."<br> <br>At length, everyone's seated, the crowd is calmed, and a clever-clanned goat takes to the stage, clearing his throat as he comes to a stop at the lectern. "Good morning, priests, fellow academicians, ladies, gentlemen," he says, projecting his voice with a little air mathemagic so everyone in the auditorium can hear him clearly. "Creators bless this very fine morning. I am Assistant Professor Dawson, and today we are proud to present the public unveiling of an important development in our studies regarding sacred families. This has been some time in the making, and represents a three-way joint effort between the Church, the Academy, and last but not least, the Artisan School. Without further ado, let us commence with a practical demonstration of what we have uncovered. Please, no questions at this juncture - we will field them from the public after the demonstration is over."<br> <br>Selena shifts a little and moves her papers aside as the raccoon settles down in her lap, planting a kiss on her head. "I wasn't expecting to see you here, love." She chuckles quietly, putting her work back in her bag. The necklace presented to her is examined closely, though she accepts it with a warm smile and a slightly tighter hug than usual, murmuring something to her as she does. "...Though as for here, I think the goat explained that. Supposedly there was some research going on behind the scenes."<br> <br>Dio was nearly about to stand up in his chair and shout "WHAT IS IT," from the anticipation. However, the lion manages to calm himself down before that point, luckily for everyone else. Though, it might've made a good show. Being the good lion that he is, he quietly crosses his legs and leans back into his seat, occasionally smiling and noticing various familiar faces as they go by.<br> <br>Ictus looks over to Kia and gently waves her over to him before the demonstration starts. He hmms? as he spots the two lovers and chuckles before he looks to the fidgety Dio, he shrugs at the lion and looks up to the stage curiously<br> <br>Kialla moves over to Ictus, smiling to him as she coos quietly, standing out a little, being so tall. But she otherwise settles in quietly, listening to what's going on on stage, a bit more comforted by someone she knows.<br> <br>Arimia smiles at Selena and says, "Listen to the town criers. Oh... Ah... An' don' go wearin' it about in public too much for a while." Before she can be pressed to explain that she turns and points to the goat. "Oh look. A convenient distraction."<br> <br>The goat frowns at Dio's question, working the mathemagic a little to project his voice in the Lion's direction. "Well, I could certainly tell you, but then it would ruin the surprise, and hence be somewhat less memorable than it could have been. Let's begin, then." What a ego this guy has. A priest steps onto the stage and hands the goat a small velvet pouch, from which he pulls out a small glass orb about the size of a golf ball. The glass is unique in itself, catching the light of the auditorium and breaking it into a multicoloured sheen across its surface. But what's more interesting is the liquid held within the orb - viscous and coloured a deep shade of amber-red, it swirls as the goat shakes the orb in his palm, glowing with an inner light.<br> <br>"The glass is nigh-unbreakable, being tempered with lunar dust," the goat explains. "an example of the coordination between all three institutions, with the Church being our fount of the Creators' wisdom and knowledge, the Academy's inspiration, and the Artisan School excellence at fabrication. But enough talk for now." He claps his hands, and a small-clanned, simply-dressed dove steps onto the stage from the left side. From the right side, another avian, a hood over their head, thick leather padding and a cloak concealing most of their features and body shape, with only their hands and feet exposed. Grim indeed.<br> <br>"What you are about to see is going to be disturbing," the goat continues. "I will urge you, please remain calm."<br> <br>Selena clicks her tongue and messes up Arimia's hair for a moment before stowing the necklace in a pocket. "Ari..." She chides, though the display certainly does attract her attention, facing the display with more curiousity than anything else. Though the lull in speech prompts her to nudge the raccoon and murmur agan.

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Revision as of 06:32, 25 July 2013

Participants

• Arimia
• Dio
• Ictus
• Kialla
• Selena
• Sveta

Date

25/7/476

Log

A warm, clear morning, the sun shining down upon the streets of Firmament. Unfortunately, none of the beings present are out in the open to enjoy it - instead, they've been packed into one of the Academy's grander auditoriums, big enough to comfortably accommodate most of the beings present. The front third of the hall has been reserved for academics and clergy alike, with the remaining two-thirds being open to the public. Seats have been arranged in a semicircle about the stage, with free seating allowed to beings - within their respective stations, of course.

Expecting the same kind of entertainments so common of Academy demonstrations, beings have piled into the hall from off the street. Those who can sit do so, those who can't stand, and white-robed heavy-clanned priests keep watch over the gathered masses, a number of them forming a solid barrier between stage and seats. These are no simple clergy, either - the bumps and creases of their heavy white robes belie concealed weapons and plate armour. Are they expecting trouble at what's supposed to be a simple demonstration of the sort the Academy is famous for? True, trouble's not unknown within the Academy halls, but to be expecting it...is that caution or foresight on the Academy's part?

Selena makes her way along the auditorium's seating, glancing around to find a reasonable place to sit before she opts to linger by one of the doors and review some of her own notes before the demonstration begins. Occasionally, a wave is offered to a familiar being in the crowd though there's little other action from her for the time being. Having a cohort of priests in attendance doesn't seem to bother her in the slightest, as long as they don't pester her.

What poor souls who have to experience the lion's unwashed body. Arriving rather late, Dio strolls into the public seating and pushes his way through various beings. Though, that isn't much a task considering very few wish inhale... That... Finding a lovely seat to accommodate his rear, he sits down upon it and crosses his legs, observing the armored individuals. Curious, that. However, there is sure to be exciting things to be revealed! No need to worry about stuff like that.

Ictus arrives on the scene! He looks around quietly at the crowd and blinks at the priest-guards, he shrugs though as he wonders what about this demonstration is s dangerous but takes a seat near the middle if possible

Kialla manages to wander in, looking rather curiously at the gathered people, seeing some people she already knows as she just lets her arms hang idle, just her white fingertips able to be seen.

Arimia pushes her way into the auditorium, and looks around. She gives a small smile and makes her way over to where Selena is, ignoring any complaints about it, then flops herself into the wolf's lap with a comfortable familarity. She shifts about a bit to get in a comfortable position where she can see what's going on and says, "So. What's supposed to be going on here?" After a couple moments she seems to remember something, and fishes about in her cloak pockets until she pulls out a thin golden necklace, with a gold and silver pendant, one stylized to look like the moon before it was shattered. "An' I got this from... Ah... I got this for you."

At length, everyone's seated, the crowd is calmed, and a clever-clanned goat takes to the stage, clearing his throat as he comes to a stop at the lectern. "Good morning, priests, fellow academicians, ladies, gentlemen," he says, projecting his voice with a little air mathemagic so everyone in the auditorium can hear him clearly. "Creators bless this very fine morning. I am Assistant Professor Dawson, and today we are proud to present the public unveiling of an important development in our studies regarding sacred families. This has been some time in the making, and represents a three-way joint effort between the Church, the Academy, and last but not least, the Artisan School. Without further ado, let us commence with a practical demonstration of what we have uncovered. Please, no questions at this juncture - we will field them from the public after the demonstration is over."

Selena shifts a little and moves her papers aside as the raccoon settles down in her lap, planting a kiss on her head. "I wasn't expecting to see you here, love." She chuckles quietly, putting her work back in her bag. The necklace presented to her is examined closely, though she accepts it with a warm smile and a slightly tighter hug than usual, murmuring something to her as she does. "...Though as for here, I think the goat explained that. Supposedly there was some research going on behind the scenes."

Dio was nearly about to stand up in his chair and shout "WHAT IS IT," from the anticipation. However, the lion manages to calm himself down before that point, luckily for everyone else. Though, it might've made a good show. Being the good lion that he is, he quietly crosses his legs and leans back into his seat, occasionally smiling and noticing various familiar faces as they go by.

Ictus looks over to Kia and gently waves her over to him before the demonstration starts. He hmms? as he spots the two lovers and chuckles before he looks to the fidgety Dio, he shrugs at the lion and looks up to the stage curiously

Kialla moves over to Ictus, smiling to him as she coos quietly, standing out a little, being so tall. But she otherwise settles in quietly, listening to what's going on on stage, a bit more comforted by someone she knows.

Arimia smiles at Selena and says, "Listen to the town criers. Oh... Ah... An' don' go wearin' it about in public too much for a while." Before she can be pressed to explain that she turns and points to the goat. "Oh look. A convenient distraction."

The goat frowns at Dio's question, working the mathemagic a little to project his voice in the Lion's direction. "Well, I could certainly tell you, but then it would ruin the surprise, and hence be somewhat less memorable than it could have been. Let's begin, then." What a ego this guy has. A priest steps onto the stage and hands the goat a small velvet pouch, from which he pulls out a small glass orb about the size of a golf ball. The glass is unique in itself, catching the light of the auditorium and breaking it into a multicoloured sheen across its surface. But what's more interesting is the liquid held within the orb - viscous and coloured a deep shade of amber-red, it swirls as the goat shakes the orb in his palm, glowing with an inner light.

"The glass is nigh-unbreakable, being tempered with lunar dust," the goat explains. "an example of the coordination between all three institutions, with the Church being our fount of the Creators' wisdom and knowledge, the Academy's inspiration, and the Artisan School excellence at fabrication. But enough talk for now." He claps his hands, and a small-clanned, simply-dressed dove steps onto the stage from the left side. From the right side, another avian, a hood over their head, thick leather padding and a cloak concealing most of their features and body shape, with only their hands and feet exposed. Grim indeed.

"What you are about to see is going to be disturbing," the goat continues. "I will urge you, please remain calm."

Selena clicks her tongue and messes up Arimia's hair for a moment before stowing the necklace in a pocket. "Ari..." She chides, though the display certainly does attract her attention, facing the display with more curiousity than anything else. Though the lull in speech prompts her to nudge the raccoon and murmur agan.