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fandomhigh2017-07-05 12:58 pm
seveninchmotto) wrote in fandomhigh2017-07-05 12:58 pm
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Fighting and Fabulousity, Wednesday, 1st Period
The class was meeting in the Danger Shop, which had been programmed to look like something reminiscent of the inside of a Gothic stone cathedral - with the exception that everywhere there were sturdy shelves with rows upon rows of different kinds of weapons on them.
And in the middle of it all, Isabelle Lightwood in a fabulous dress, with something silver coiled around her waist. Possibly a fashionable belt. Those that had something supernatural in them could also probably see that there were several black rune tattoos on her arms and the back of her right hand, and other spots on her arms were criss-crossed with faint silvery scars. "Hello, and congratulations on your good taste in classes," she told the students once everyone seemed to have shown up. Or she got bored of waiting. "This is Fighting and Fabulousity, and I'm Isabelle Lightwood, your guide throughout this workshop. I'm from New York, but graduated from Fandom High two years ago, so, expect me to be very aware of how this island functions."
Especially when it came to fighting.
"Now, because this is our first session and I don't feel like breaking tradition, so we'll be doing introductions. You'll each pick a weapon, any weapon that draws your interest, from anywhere on these shelves ––" She gestured around. So many weapons. "–– and then you'll tell us who you are, why you chose what you chose." She held up a finger. "I'll demonstrate."
She lowered her hand, and with seemingly just a little flick of her wrist, the silver coil from around her waist was in her hand: a long, silvery, metallic whip. "As I said before, I'm Isabelle Lightwood – feel free to just call me Isabelle – and this is my electrum whip. It's my favorite weapon, because it's very versatile. And also because it takes skill and practice to master." She paused for a beat, then smirked impishly. "It also looks cool."
She nodded, then gestured once more towards the shelves.
"Now, pick your weapons, and let's get started."
[ooc: OCD up, have at!]
And in the middle of it all, Isabelle Lightwood in a fabulous dress, with something silver coiled around her waist. Possibly a fashionable belt. Those that had something supernatural in them could also probably see that there were several black rune tattoos on her arms and the back of her right hand, and other spots on her arms were criss-crossed with faint silvery scars. "Hello, and congratulations on your good taste in classes," she told the students once everyone seemed to have shown up. Or she got bored of waiting. "This is Fighting and Fabulousity, and I'm Isabelle Lightwood, your guide throughout this workshop. I'm from New York, but graduated from Fandom High two years ago, so, expect me to be very aware of how this island functions."
Especially when it came to fighting.
"Now, because this is our first session and I don't feel like breaking tradition, so we'll be doing introductions. You'll each pick a weapon, any weapon that draws your interest, from anywhere on these shelves ––" She gestured around. So many weapons. "–– and then you'll tell us who you are, why you chose what you chose." She held up a finger. "I'll demonstrate."
She lowered her hand, and with seemingly just a little flick of her wrist, the silver coil from around her waist was in her hand: a long, silvery, metallic whip. "As I said before, I'm Isabelle Lightwood – feel free to just call me Isabelle – and this is my electrum whip. It's my favorite weapon, because it's very versatile. And also because it takes skill and practice to master." She paused for a beat, then smirked impishly. "It also looks cool."
She nodded, then gestured once more towards the shelves.
"Now, pick your weapons, and let's get started."
[ooc: OCD up, have at!]
Re: Talk to Isabelle [FF 07/04] -- NFB plz!
Isabelle's eyebrows bounced upwards. A little. "Really?" she asked, and no, it wasn't about his childish little dimestore jab.
Re: Talk to Isabelle [FF 07/04] -- NFB plz!
Re: Talk to Isabelle [FF 07/04] -- NFB plz!
There, that had to clear it up.
Re: Talk to Isabelle [FF 07/04] -- NFB plz!
Clear enough?
Re: Talk to Isabelle [FF 07/04] -- NFB plz!
So, you know. It was natural that she was interested. Also that she wasn't sure what to make of him now.
Re: Talk to Isabelle [FF 07/04] -- NFB plz!
Re: Talk to Isabelle [FF 07/04] -- NFB plz!
The demon part was troubling, though. In a Sebastian kind of way. The hair didn't help any, there.
"But it looks like different universes. You don't seem to be Nephilim."
Re: Talk to Isabelle [FF 07/04] -- NFB plz!
Re: Talk to Isabelle [FF 07/04] -- NFB plz!
She couldn't say it didn't fit, considering the biblical idea behind it. "Guess I should've said Shadowhunter, instead." And yes, she wasn't supposed to identify herself as that to mundanes but clearly they had already established he wasn't one.
Regardless of where he was from and what he was, specifically, she considered him of the Shadow World, just like her.
Re: Talk to Isabelle [FF 07/04] -- NFB plz!
Re: Talk to Isabelle [FF 07/04] -- NFB plz!
"No clubhouses necessary for keeping the world safe."
Re: Talk to Isabelle [FF 07/04] -- NFB plz!
Or what they told themselves they did. You never knew.
Re: Talk to Isabelle [FF 07/04] -- NFB plz!
Some Downworlders disagreed, but then again some Downworlders weren't that interested in anyone else's safety, anyway. least of all mundanes'.