{Evan/Open} ;:STARING AT THE CLOUDS:;

[Dyrius]

{(THE SUN GOES DOWN)}

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It was a quiet afternoon, such times and moments having always been relaxing. Taking in a deep breath, Dyrius lightly shuffled her hooves, her weight flattening the blades of grass that she treaded on. The air was cool in the shade and there was an occasional breeze that would sweep by, caressing her skin and pelt. Her 'outfit' today was simple, not wearing anything too fancy or anything. She had on a blank white shirt with a light, black vest over it. The pieces of clothing was still something she was trying to get use to, having worn only small, thin animal skins or sometimes nothing as a child. Even in her later years the centaur wore little clothing until she was required to. Now working at the school, she wasn't actually allowed to be bare chested.

The fashion sense of humans really wasn't all that horrible, though there were somethings she could live without. But, other than those few items, she was relatively content with the clothing. With her tail flicking to the side, swiping at the irritating bugs that were always bugging her, she gradually turned her attention to the sky. There were a few thin, wispy clouds that floated above her, but nothing too impressive. As she stared at the lightly hued blue sky, she remembered how her father would tell her how her and her kin were able to read the stars. But, it was something she had hardly attempted to do. Occasionally there were times where she could maybe predict some minor events, like the weather or whatnot, but nothing that she could really show for.

Her interest had hardly ever been focused on that talent, especially after that day where she had met the wizard who had, in her mind, saved bot her and her sister. But, of course, none of the others saw it that way, which saddened her. Sighing, Dyrius, lowered her gaze back to the earthy domain, her right front hoof lightly pawing at the ground, kicking up a few sprinkles of dirt.

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{(AND ALL THAT COUNTS)}

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[/color][/font] Evan/Open
WORDCOUNT;:[/color][/font] 340
COMMENTS;:[/color][/font] Meow
LYRICS;:[/color][/font] Glad You Came - The Wanter
MUSE;:[/color][/font] 8/10
STATUS;:[/color][/font] Finished[/size][/left]

[Evan Silvanus]

Evan was walking the grounds, he did this often to get some of his extra energy out, his heavy bag slung over his shoulder. The air felt nice after being in a stuffy classroom all day. He was starting to head back towards the castle when he spotted Professor Dyrius standing alone in the field.

"Hey there Professor!" He called out, jogging up to her, his gait a little awkward with his bag slamming against his left hip. When he reached her he was panting slightly and pulled his bag from his shoulder, dropping it on the ground with a heavy thud.

"The books get heavier every year." he said, finally catching his breath. He was glad he had found Professor Dyrius , he wanted to ask her if he could have a little more time on his essay on unicorns.

[Dyrius]

{(THE SUN GOES DOWN)}

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At the sound of someone calling her, the centaur quickly tore her attention away from her thoughts as she lightly twisted her neck to look back at the youngling. Faintly smiling, she nodded her head in greeting, lightly turning to somewhat face the young man. "Good afternoon, Mr. Silvanus. And what, if I may inquire, brings you out here at such an hour?"

[/b], she questioned, but held no tone of resentment. She respected each of her students, even those that she really hadn't taken too much of a liking to. Silvanus, though was an exception. She usually attempted to avoid picking favorites in her classes, but the young wizard had made it impossible not to. He was hard-working, at least compared to some of her other students, and seemed to actually take the class seriously. Of course, she had no way of knowing what exactly went on in his mind, but she bothered little with that.

It was a shame, really, how many students cared little for the class. She knew they were young and had a lot to learn, but it also disappointed her in a way. Were they really that naive and inconsiderate to think that magical creatures of any kind were just mindless things? In a way, the comments she would hear from some of those students hurt a bit, seeing as she was a magical creature herself so to speak. But, so were the witches and wizards of this world even if they wouldn't admit it. Really, they were all connected to each other. They all had feelings, hopes, and fears, and that was something that could never be changed no matter how much some wanted it to. Unfortunately, witches and wizards weren't the only ones who thought so little of others. As much as she wished not to, her kind was practically the same as well. Hardly any others would think that they were all equals. Many other centaurs would disagree with her and criticize her thinking, and that had been the reason why she had separated herself from the others. [/size][/color][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote]

{(AND ALL THAT COUNTS)}

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[/color][/font] Evan/Open
WORDCOUNT;:[/color][/font] 345
COMMENTS;:[/color][/font] None
LYRICS;:[/color][/font] Glad You Came - The Wanter
MUSE;:[/color][/font] 8/10
STATUS;:[/color][/font] Finished[/size][/left]

[Evan Silvanus]

"Well the thing is, I have a ton of pent up energy and it helps keep me still during class if I go for a couple walks everyday." He said, pulling his bag off his shoulder so he didn't slump to the side. It hit the ground with a soft thump and he rubbed his shoulder where the strap had been.

"I am glad I found you though, I wanted to ask if I could have a little more time on my Unicorn essay?" He asked "I went a little more in-depth than I originally planned and I can't end it right now or the whole thing will sound off." He said laughing a little. He had found all kinds of books on Unicorn lore and ended up learning things he found very interesting.

When Evan got interested in something he went a little overboard and the required one roll of parchment had turned into two and a half.