#uruha-ia

[jinki-ia]

Carpe Diem || Uruha & Jinki

Jinki stood on the corner of a quiet street in Japan, he smiled to himself he was excited. He made sure to stay covered in the shadows of the trees the bright sunlight annoying the creature of the underworld.

The shigofumi had began staying up longer on earth in between delivering letters. He had met a cutie named Uruha and they became fast friends. He wrote a letting to Uruha that he was going be in Japan again very soon and he wanted to meet up. Jinki couldn’t make many friends but when he did he stuck close to them. So when the other agreed to hangout the Shigofumi became giddy. He was happy to have met the snow elf.

@uruha-ia

[tom-ia-blog]

"I wouldn't sit on your desk chair if I were you." Kouyou advised with the coldest of looks as he approached from the doorway. The new ballroom teacher probably had not been aware that while he was turned in the opposite direction, a troublesome student had dispensed a few thumbtacks pointy end up on the chair with some ill-intentioned magical tricks. The student had noticed the bad-tempered potions teacher and scurried away hurriedly. "Keep vigilant. The students can be unpleasant."

The imaginary friend was lightly stressed out by the pressure of his very first class at the academy. Somehow he lost a few notes and papers that were left from the person who was in charge of the class before him and those were important for him. While he was trying to sort those paper and the students were chatting with one other as the class was about to end, a cold voice was raised and immediately turned the whole studio silent. The tall man shifted his gaze from the papers in his hand to the man with a stern look on his face. Irritatedly Tom turned around only to notice the pointy little things on his chair. It could have been a fatal first day for him. He quickly dismissed the class and walked towards the man, “Thank you” He didn’t want to make a big deal out of it. “My name is Tom by the way. I would like to know the name of the man who saved my buttock”, said he with a smile on his lips. 

[yugyeom-ia-blog]

Cold pits of zero empathy stared down the newest addition to his Potions class. Almost immediately the warlock knew the child was Arachnida and possibly a potent carrier of natural poisons. It was no difficult deduction to make, not for someone as learned and old as himself. "A list of rules and necessary materials are listed. I do not tolerate excuses, so come prepared."

━━━ introductions II @uruha-ia

upon entering the classroom, yugyeom was almost startled by the presence– a sensation similar to a looming doom– of who he could only assume to be the professor for his potions class. staring at the man with uninterested inky irises, he decided to at least acknowledge what he said with a nod of his head. ‘right,’ he replied, voice a little bland, but withholding the potential for an underlying rudeness. there was no need to get on a professor’s bad side, not when his actual academics should be the least of his worries and stresses -- not when the student body itself was already getting on his last nerve. 

[baekxhyun-xx-blog]

Arsonphobia

Arsonphobia: Our muses are trapped in a burning building

Baekhyun could smell the faint trace of smoke in the air. Well shit, there was a fire. Baekhyun didn’t think much of it at first, some kid probably burnt popcorn in the microwave or something. Fire alarms weren’t going off, so it couldn’t have been that bad right? 

Wrong.

Within a few minutes Baekhyun could tell that this wasn’t a case of burnt popcorn anymore. Panic started to rise and he got up and out of the room. Mistake. He was greeted with flames. Why wasn’t the detector going off? Where were the sprinklers to save him from the flames?

Ears perking up he could hear someone in the distance. He’d have to go through the flames though...

Heart racing he shouts to the other “I’m in here!” Maybe they could come to him. 

Seeing an unfamiliar face his ears pulled back and he whined a bit. He didn’t like that he was stuck here with a stranger. Horrible way to die. “Is there a way out? Or are we going to burn?” he asks hoping the other had a solution to get him out of the room without massive burns. 

[haruma-ia-blog]

The stench of outsiders who puddled in was overwhelming in the past few days, though it ought not be denied that the warlock himself had been a foul newcomer once. It was unpleasant to be pleasant, and so the warlock made his intention brief and very blunt. "New staff, I've heard. Keep the students well-disciplined and the amount of problems you might encounter because of them will subside."

The reaper raise a single brow a respectful bow following as he didn’t recall meeting him before. Tapping slim fingers against his desk he soon nodded his agreement all ready having realised that some students were mature in both knowledge and age and as such weren’t as accepting to authority as others. “Ah thank you for the tips it’s well appreciated but as it is I’ve witnessed no reason to discipline a student and hopefully that shall continue”. Brushing off the front of his pants he scanned the being curiously wondering what he taught if he was also staff. “My name is Haruma”. 

[freddy-ia]

The stench of outsiders who puddled in was overwhelming in the past few days, though it ought not be denied that the warlock himself had been a foul newcomer once. It was unpleasant to be pleasant, and so the warlock made his intention brief and very blunt. "New staff, I've heard. Keep the students well-disciplined and the amount of problems you might encounter because of them will subside."

Fred was surprised at the firm and rather direct words from his fellow faculty, he had met nothing but absolutely friendly students so far and in fact they all seemed willing and ready for his classes instead of requiring discipline.

“I’ll teach my way, you teach yours” he politely brushed off the advice not thinking he would have to use it. He was capable of disciplining his students his way, he wouldn’t have to keep them ‘well’ disciplined like some kind of dictator.

The sign of a good teacher was student participation. He hoped he would be able to get them to participate with his unique and engaging classes regardless.

[key-ia]

[text to Kibum of the Snow] I don't like surprises, but thank you for making me go through one anyway. It's actually nice to be in a winter landscape without the cold.

[text to Kawaii Kouyou] I like surprises so expect more as long as you are my friend my dear Kouyou. Glad you enjoy the landscape. What are you doing on New Year's?

[phxkai-ia]

Fans and Fury [Uruha & Kai]

uruha-ia

Kai had just figured something out, and it was something momentous - at least to him. One of his favorite guitarist from his favorite band EVER was actually a teacher, in this school. He'd finally put the pieces together after watching one of their newer videos where Uruha had been in more casual garb, a tiny peak of his bare face, and he had realized that he'd seen that face more than once, and more than just through the computer screen. What were the chances of that, right? It was a dream for any fan! However although it was momentous, it was also a bit troubling.

Troubling because... Well, he hadn't exactly had good experiences with Uruha in real life, up to this point. The man that owned the hands and created the music that gave him so much joy, one of the men that he very much admired and loved only in the way that a fan who has been deeply affected can love, was also a man who had told him he would have very much liked it if he'd broken something when he'd fallen from a tree and who had been less than friendly in attempts to talk thereafter. Not exactly dream encounters, right? But maybe it wasn't even Uruha... Maybe they just had a striking similarity or something. Or maybe it really WAS him, and in that case... He didn't care even if they'd had rough encounters, he had to tell the guitarist how much he adored them.

So that was what had him asking around for the teacher, finally finding out where to his office was located and heading there with haste, armed with chocolate just in case it actually was him. When he was finally standing in front of his large door he took a moment to just stand there and stare, and breathe. No big deal Kai, you might just be facing one of the coolest people ever. Don't screw up like you usually do. After a moment of standing and breathing and very much dawdling because of nerves he finally lifted a hand and knocked firmly, feeling butterflies flutter in his belly as he did so.