Reaper/???/Demon?/Teacher class: Lunch break!
Once the last of the students had filtered out of the classroom, I leaned back and put my boots on the desk, and gave a good stretch. Should I go out to eat lunch? Maybe go out and meet the other teachers, perhaps? I shook my head. How could I choose?
I had an idea. I stretched out my arms, and a small curl of flame spread up my arms, and condensed into my hands, forming a small, sandy coloured, large-eared fox.
“So, Blaze, what should I do?” I thought. Spirit animals talk to their masters through telepathy, one simply needs to think at it to communicate. She wriggled in my hands, before escaping and clambering up my arm. She sat on my shoulder and thought back “Maybe you should just stay here. With me. You are warm, and I am sleepy.” She stretched, and yawned, opening her gaping mouth a revealing razor sharp teeth. She licked her lips before climbing up my face, nearly knocking off my mask-I adjusted it just in time- and settled on the top of my head, under my hood. “So warm, so soft” she thought. She turned around, padding down my spiky hair, then curled up, put her tail across her snout, and promptly fell asleep. I rolled my eyes. “Big lot of help you are,” I thought. But maybe she was right. Maybe I should stay here. After all, I had one lesson planner to find, and one hour to find it. I got up from my seat, carefully, as not to knock Blaze off, then began rifling through my drawers.
Around half an hour later, the classroom was in a complete mess, and I had found my planner. Blaze was still perched on my head, miraculously in the same position. I gave a sigh, looking around at the collateral damage. I could…I could…
Gently, I took Blaze off my head, and placed her on my desk. I shut the door to my classroom, and locked it, making sure no one could see me. I got down on all fours, and gave a stretch, and a tail and massive wings erupted out of my cloak. I looked back, and cussed under my breath. I would have to fix that. I stood up again, and shook out my wings, before taking a flying leap off the ground. I flew and flew, my wings making the paper about the place come to the centre of the room into a tornado, before I ground to a halt and stood under the papers. They slowly dropped, and I caught them into a neat little pile. I went to my desk, knocked them against the desk to even them out, and put them under it. I would rearrange them later. Couldn’t be bothered to do that right now. I retract my extra appendages. 12:35. Still time for lunch.
I look through my planner. First years next. Strategic battle tactics-high ground were the only notes I had written. I scowled slightly. Why did I procrastinate so often?
And lastly, second years. Going on the offense. Now, THAT was something I could work with. I feel cracks spreading in my mask where my mouth should be, forming a cruel imitation of a smile. I shut my mouth again. I was hungry.
“Hey, Blaze,” I think, giving her a prod. She peeked out at me from under her tail with disdain. She thinks back “What?”
“I’m going to lunch now,” I respond, “So I’m going to have to send you back to the spirit realm for now.”
Blaze wimpers slightly. “Sad.” She thinks, “Nap was fun. So warm.” She looks up at me with those pretty red eyes of hers. “Can I give you a lick first?”
I hesitate, then sigh, “All right.” I pull her up close to my face. She nudges my mask slightly aside, then licks me. Her warm, sandpapery tongue is rough against my cheek. I give her a smile, then nudge the mask back. She gives a small yelp, before splitting into several tongues of flame and vanishing.
I look down my back. There were still massive tears all down my cloak from where my wings and tail had been. I give a sigh then concentrate my willpower on the spots. A small, blue-white flame flickers into existence, then proceeds to travel down the twin tears welding my cloak together, as good as new. It disappears in a flash. I can only do smaller flames, but they’re nearly triple the brightness and heat of regular flames. I shake myself out, unlock the door, and stride down the hallway to lunch.
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(Sorry thats a lot of words and I accidentally turned filter keys on and I had to figure how to turn it off again which was very slow (If you ever do that, you can turn it off in the accessibility panel in settings))
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