Kalas opened the door of the class room. He actually thought that he would be pretty late, but somehow nobody was in the room.
"Oh great... am I even in the wrong room ?.... I still can`t believe that I really have to go to school again..." Kalas grunted while witnessing the empty classroom and stepped inside.
He was walking slowly into it and closed the door behind him. Looking around he must had a weird look on his face which matched very good with his thoughts 'Why am I here?'
He walked around and stopped before the teacher's desk. "Fine... I gave it a try, now then I can leave again without a bad conscience" he said self-contended and turned to the door. But then he suddenly heard loud noises coming from the other side...
"You USED your whole SPELL to look inside a TOILET!! How can it NOT be bad?!"
The door of the Dream Recalling class slammed open, then a spectacled person with black hair entered. His style of walking revealed a sort of grace within him, and books could be seen floating behind him as he walked to the teacher's desk, only to stop seeing a pereson already standing near to it.
Zephel entered behind the floating books, rubbing the back of his neck as he did, "C'mon, let's just get the report finished and--" he paused, now seeing there's another person in the room. The silver-haired peeked from behind the floating books, blinking blankly at this stranger. "Great. He's not a girl. Lucky day."[/b]
Kalas watched the two guys in front of him entering the room while arguing with each other. He didn`t know why, but the older person with the glasses seemed kind of suspicious to Kalas from the first sight. The guy behind him looked somewhat mysterious.
He eyed them and ignored the white haired guys comment to ask both of them after they became silent "And who might you be..?" with a rather annoyed tone in his voice.
Anthony shifts his weight on one foot, his glasses shines as he smiled strangely, "I'm Anthony Reinhardt, the teacher of this class. You may call me Mr. Reinhardt. And who are you?" He asked in a matter-of-factly tone. The floating books hovered itself in the air before landing neatly on top of each other on the teacher's desk.
Zephel stood there, eyeing them both, unaware of the tension building up. He shrugged as they both started a staring contest, and just slipped between them to move towards the teacher's table, open one of the drawers and got out a file filled with papers.
Eyeing the teacher walking around the desk Kalas who was leaning at the teachers desk now replied "Okay..." He made a small pause and then continued with a amused tone "Reinhardt. I`m Kalas.... my schedule told me to come here"
Turning to the mysterious person again he asked "Are you a student too?"
"I see... So you're a student for Dream Recalling class. Which means you're MY student, which means you have to do whatever I say!" he grinned wide at Kalas, then glanced at Zeph cheerfully, "Right, gum drop??"
Zeph didn't answer the teacher, but busy rearranging what seems to be some reports. He only looked up when this Kalas person asked him a question. "Well, as you can see, a certain DUMBASS..." he glared at Anthony, "...broke through my dorm just to get me finish his frickin' reports. So yes, for your answer, yes I am, sadly."
Kalas lifted an eyebrow as the teacher finished who was obviously more than happy to see a student like him "Eh....do whatever you say? We will see about that, dude...." Kalas replied with a rather amused tone.
Then Kalas asked the silver haired guy "Oh... then, whats your name?" and leaned over to him "And more important.... is HE always like this?"
"Zephel." Zeph answered non too friendly without looking at this new student, busy rearranging the paperwork, "And yes, he's always this annoying. You gotta get used to it to survive. Good luck in the preliminary he's about--"
"NOW, then!" Anthony waved his hand in front of Kalas's eyes, obviously not happy if he's being forgotten, cutting Zeph's sentence. He took hold of Kalas's shoulder and surprisingly strong enough to turn the young man to face him, "Let's see what name you're worthy to be called as..."
Just as he's done saying that, a large and heavy dictionary dropped from above Kalas, courtesy to Anthony's telekinesis, "Have fun!"
Kalas had no clue at all what this Zephel guy wanted to tell him, but next to that he had no time to think about it anyway since this teacher already grabbed him by his shoulder and turned him around.
'Kinda creepy how a skinny guy like him can have such force in his arm...' Kalas thought to himself.
Then he listened to his teachers words and he already wanted to interrupt him during his speech after the first few words "Wait a second... 'What name'?!" he repeated confused but thats all he could say after he thick book appeared above his head and he heard the the rather nice wish of having fun with it.
"What the- ?" Kalas dodged and raised his left wing which was the mechanical one to protect his head. The book was deflected from the wing and landed right in Kalas left hand as he stood up again.
Glaring at the teacher he grabbed Mr. Reinhardt rude at his colar with his right fist while he still holds the book in his left hand. "What the hell of a child game are you actually playing?!" he yelled at him.
"Ooooh!! A fallen mechanical angel!!" Anthony clapped, fully amused. "Oh, this is going to be so much fun!" With a simple glance, the tables and chairs of the class started to move to the sides of the class, neatly on top of each other, leaving a large space in the classroom.
"Now, come here, seraph cyborg, class is not gonna end soon~" The crazy teacher sang as he stepped on the center of the class. "Dream Recalling class is starting, darling. Quick!" he gestured for Kalas to come near him.
Zeph was pretty impressed when Kalas managed to block the book from hitting his head, as the silver-haired turned from the paperwork to watch. Then, Anthony started with that lunatic laugh of his, so the element-wielder glanced at Kalas with his half-closed eyes.
"Seriously, kill him for me, would you? Be nice for a change to get out of these shackles of orders and annoyance..."
"Seraph Cyborg?!" Kalas repeated with a high and annoyed voice as he watched the teacher walking into the middle of the empty classroom now. "Watch your tongue..." he murmured as he followed him slowly.
When he walked past Zephel he answered "Killing would be nice... but hes a teacher afterall" not knowing that Zephel was very serious about his offer.
As Kalas stepped at the center of the class with him, he nodded. "Now then, just block whichever hit you can, alright?" Anthony smiled, both his hands are at his back. When he said that, it almost meant that he's about to attack his student...
Well, he planned to. But not physically.
Zeph sat at the teacher's chair, plugging his ears with his fingers and use his telekinesis to do the paperwork. Last thing he wants is to hear somebody's thoughts again...
Anthony's smile twisted, so that it looked more mischievous than friendly. Ät the same time his lips twitched that way, he dived into Kalas's head with telepathy. 'Why... So much memories you've forgotten, eh? Hmm... Can you feel this?' The teacher nodded strongly, sending a sort of brain waves to Kalas, possibly could start a small migraine.
"Blocking each hit, eh?" Kalas replied "Shouldn`t be too hard....." he added with a secure voice thinking about the book incident earlier.
Then the teacher started his class and Kalas was prepared for everything. But not for that what happened to him right at that moment. He was getting a small headache which caused him to prostrate a little. Reaching with his right hand to his head he stuttered "Wha---Whats this? A voice ? Inside.. inside of my head ?" He focused his eyes on Anthony and yelled "What the hell are you doing?! Weren`t we talking about... fighting?"
Anthony smiled, "Oh, but we are. I was just testing if fallen angels could be exposed to telepathy. Looks like they can. And that shall benefit this class." The teacher nodded happily at Kalas, stopping the migraine he caused.
"NOW we're starting." Books from shelves and cupboards started to float its way around Anthony, hovering around him like waiting for his command. "Get ready for a major rain of hard dictionaries and text book, my dear." And just as he ends his sentence, one by one book zoomed towards Kalas, continuously on the same spot; his head.
Kalas raised to his full high again "... exposed to.. telepathy" he repeated confused still not understanding what this teacher actaully tries to do.
But before he could ask any questions he was already attacked by books again "What the-" he dodged the first one but then got hit by the second one which came from the left. "Damn you!" he yelled as he sliced the next two books into half with his sword.
'What the hell is this guy doing? Okay... these books doesn`t seem to stop anyway, so my only way left is to attack him directly' Kalas thought while defending against the flying books.
'If he wants to play games with me, fine! But I am afraid that I won`t cooperate!!'
"YAH!" and with a scream he charged at the teacher ready to hit.