witchesreign | 011 // visiting classes [open, backdated to beginning of the week]

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011 // visiting classes [open, backdated to beginning of the week]

[These kinds of things had to be done.

With the new quarter going underway, Headmaster Cid had asked of Quistis to go into some of the classes and assess them. Not so much on the material being taught, but the way instructors interact with the cadets, whether they are accommodating the offworlders and native cadets alike. Of course the instructors and cadets haven't been given a warning prior, which makes everything all the more candid.

With a clipboard in her hand, Quistis quietly slips into the classroom to watch from the back.]

[OOC: So yeah… basically for anyone who has a cadet? Perfect time to try and get instructors into trouble if they hate them. Or, you know, try and show off how perfectly wonderful an instructor is. Anyone who's interested in having Quistis explore their class just tag in noting which class it is in the subject. Classes with NPC instructors are welcomed, too! Also, I doubt she'll be doing this all in one day so it'll be an ongoing thing throughout the week. Note which day you'd like her to visit a class!]

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[Quistis is quite use to the muggy atmosphere of the Training Center now-- it barely affects her despite the starchy material of her SeeD uniform, though she has always favored wearing her battle gear whenever heading into the jungle climate.

Regardless, Quistis tries her best to blend in with the foliage in the back of the class as all the other cadets listen to the instructor's lecture. Her eyes wander through the crowd of students every now and then, and she can't help but notice a redhead who seems just a touch out of it. Perhaps the Training Center is too stuffy?

Nonetheless, the Lieutenant Commander remains quiet as she assesses the class, taking down the odd note or two on her notepad whenever she spots something worth mentioning in her notes.]

[For her part, Mitsuru is focused hard on the teacher, trying to match up everything being said with last week's lessons, and her own research in the library. And, from the way she's looking at the teacher, Mitsuru seems to be treating this as if she's being told to put a gun to her head...And quite likely not an Evoker.

And before long, the teacher wraps down the explanation, and Mitsuru, in front of the class, finds herself as one of the first up.

Time to see if that gun is loaded or unloaded, then.]

"Excuse me, instructor?"

[But not without double checking a few things, first.]

"To clarify...We do have a choice of which summon we'll be using? And this junctioning will be...Brief?"

[She doesn't intend for that pause to be in there, but again, Penthesilea is being surprisingly active in the middle of the day. Some of those questions might even be an attempt to get that part of her mind to settle down long enough for the class to wrap up.]

[Quistis listens to the cadet and her question, unconsciously nodding when the instructor answers both inquiries positively. It's understandable that the first attempt at junctioning and summoning can be a bit daunting; even Quistis had a bit of trouble her first time around.

Of course, Quistis also remembers the many mishaps of cadets both while she was a student and during her brief stint as an instructor. Because of this, she steps out of the bushes and closer to the group of gathered cadets, ready to assist if any problems should arise.]

[The confirmation does help Mitsuru relax a little; it's precious little, as her turn is coming up quickly, but she is able to relax her hands instead of bunching them into fists. This shouldn't be too difficult, after all. Now, if only Penthesilea would accept that fact as well.

The cadet ahead of her performs well enough; there's that pause between junctioning and summoning, just as the instructor said during the lecture, but not long enough to let the monster herded out close the distance. And then-

There's a flash of bright light, too bright to look at, and the faint smell of ozone in the air as Mitsuru blinks to try and clear her eyes. When the spots vanish from her vision, the insect is gone, and there's only a small pile of ashes left.

Mitsuru's hands go back to being fists as that pressure in her head starts up again, and she glances away from the summoning area. That would be when she notices another instructor standing off to the side, and tries to look her in the eye. There's a clear flash of confusion in Mitsuru's expression for a moment, but quickly gets smoothed over into a more composed look...With a hint of irritation as that headache continues to grow.]

[For the most part, the summonings are going as well as one could expect from a group of beginner cadets. Some do better than others, and there's the occasional one that can't seem to call forth the Guardian Force. It is, after all, a matter of bonding with the summons which allows one to call them more naturally. In due time it will come much more naturally.

She's looking through the line when her eyes meet that of the redhead she had noticed earlier. It seems as though she's up next. There's something about her has Quistis thinking that it will be a particularly interesting summoning practice and so she simply holds her clipboard over her lap, patiently waiting for the redhead's turn.]

[This should be a simple, quick exercise, Mitsuru thinks as the monster is flushed out and herded towards her. Compared to the Shadows, the thing is pitifully fragile looking; even summoning something different from Penthesilea should be easy, if that's the only target she has to worry about.

She shifts her thoughts, makes certain there's an open part of her mind for the GF, and prepares to junction. It's like finding her balance on slick ice; difficult, but not impossible. Mitsuru can feel something begin to slide into place in her head-

And that is right when the ice breaks, and she goes falling through. Penthesilea surges up, a sudden loud presence in her mind. The Persona makes a high keening noise, echoing around her thoughts as a wave of dizziness washes over her. It feels almost like the first time Penthesilea forced her way out of her skull, and Mitsuru's hand goes to her head as her balance wavers. Her thoughts shift again, and that space meant for the Guadian Force suddenly closes off as Penthesilea tears free.

The summon is...Violent, and fast. Penthesliea moves quickly, and she can feel the temperature drop as her Persona lashes out with her sword, coating the ground around the plant with sharp edged shards of ice. Whether it's by the cold, the ice, or the fact that a sword slashes clear through the thing as the Persona tears by, it doesn't matter; the grat is quite dead as the summon fades and Mitsuru's thoughts slam back into something coherent.

Her breath clouds up as it leaves her lips, and there's still that slight feeling that she's floating...But she's still standing, and the monster is dead.]

[Gasps and the odd scream could be heard from the cadets as the unfamiliar summon took place. It even startles Quistis who had expected a Guardian Force to make its attack, not... whatever that had been. Alarmed, Quistis moves forward with her whip already unclasped from her belt, but it seems that her worries were all for naught; the 'summon' disappeared as a Guardian Force would, leaving the summoner standing in its wake.]

What was that, Cadet? [Her tone was far from accusatory, and was in fact more on the worried side.]

[If ever there was a time for a well placed 'merde,' this certainly feels like it. Mitsuru is still struggling to get all her thoughts sorted out; the post summoning rush usually leaves them a bit scattered, and now she has confusion to add into the mix. BUT, one thing she can already tell is that any attempts at performing up to standard and fitting in have failed spectacularly.

And once she hears that instructor speaking, Mitsuru settles for murmured]

"Dieu." [instead. She also turns her attention over to her, working on shutting out any staring or murmuring that might be happening off to the side.]

"That...You see, that was,"

['This is unacceptable.' The Kirijo and least summon-addled part of her mind says. 'ESPECIALLY in the face of an instructor. Pull your thoughts together and answer the question properly.']

"...My apologies."

[She manages a slightly clearer answer, and keeps her words from sticking together that time. The little cold clouds are also slowly ceasing to form as she breathes.]

"That was Penthesilea. My Persona, and...Own Guardian, as the term applies, I believe."

Are you alright? [While Quistis isn't a doctor, her eyes quickly search the cadet for any alarming signs. Other than her stiff posture and the little puffs of breath due to the lowered temperature, everything else seems fine.]

I take it that you weren't expecting such a result?

[She starts to shake her head, but then that bout of dizziness decides to tell her that it isn't quite finished yet, and a hint of building nausea also chimes in to point out why that is such a bad idea.]

"No..."

[It would probably be best to clarify WHICH question is being answered.]

"I didn't think that was capable of happening. It shouldn't be."

[At least according to the old rules, as she knew them. And whether she's well or not is left pointedly unanswered; she's not sure of it, herself.]

[Quistis tries to give the female a reassuring smile; after all, this isn't the first time she's seen such a mistake. A cadet intends to summon once Guardian Force, and another appears instead. Though, she isn't sure if that applies to those who possess a 'personal' summon from their world.]

It's all right; you just need a bit more practice. It's not uncommon for something like this to happen to cadets in the introductory course.

"This isn't out of the norm?"

[Mitsuru sounds, and looks, quite surprised to hear that. The statement, along with that left over dizziness and nausea, convinces her to sit down. There's a patch of green that doesn't look like it will leave her uniform too dusty, and her knees decide there's no time like the present to have a quick rest.

She frowns a little from her new spot on the ground, glancing up at the instructor.]

"My apologies. This is still very novel for me,"

['And it's enough to leave me very worried' her tone continues that sentence for her.]

[Quistis gives a small nod, and upon seeing the cadet lower herself to the ground, Quistis follows suit to crouch beside her.]

Considering how this is an introductory course and most often a cadet's first experience summoning, mishaps like these aren't uncommon. After all, there's a reason why some cadets choose to become weapons specialists over para-magic. [It's Quistis' mild attempt at joking, trying to find some way to put the cadet at ease.]

Do you need to go to the infirmary?

[It sadly doesn't seem to help much; if anything, Mitsuru bristles a little. And, much to her chagrin, finds her face going red from embarrassment.]

"Instructor, with all respect, spell casting is my specialty. And having precise control over Penthesilea has always been a strong suit-"

[Followed quickly by the realization that may have not been the best information to simply give out. Really, this entire incident feels like it keeps spiraling out of control, with information given out far too quickly and freely, all without her input.

Mitsuru settles for a mute nod at the second question. Distance and some fresh air sounds like a good idea, even if it involves a hospital visit.]

[So she usually has control of 'Penthesilea'? The bit of information creases her brow, and she can't help but feel a twinge of worry; if she really did have control of her Guardian Force, then such a mistake shouldn't have been made. But rather than worry the cadet any further, Quistis slowly stands and offers the redhead a hand.]

I'll walk you to the infirmary.

[There's a brief moment where Mitsuru looks conflicted over taking that hand. But it only lasts until she realizes that sitting on the ground or falling over trying to get up on her own won't do very much for her pride or dignity.]

"Thank you, Instructor. The assistance is appreciated."

[She can at least be gracious with taking her hand, though. Her eyes are also narrowed as she keeps thinking over what happened, so Mitsuru directs her gaze to somewhere over the instructor's shoulder. She also tries to stand up mostly under her own power, although that's negligible.]

Edited 2011-07-18 21:25 (UTC)

[Once Mitsuru takes her hand, Quistis pulls the younger girl onto her feet, taking a step back to give her room to stand. She gives the cadet a moment to orient herself, and takes the opportunity to turn to the instructor heading the class who has been watching their exchange the whole while.]

I'll be taking this cadet to the infirmary, then. Please excuse us.

[And Mitsuru, still looking deeply troubled, allows herself to be led away.]

((OOC: Should I see about making an infirmary thread over in the logs comm?))

Edited 2011-08-02 20:37 (UTC)

[OOC: That sounds great!]

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011 // visiting classes [open, backdated to beginning of the week]

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Wall of action text, sorry. D:

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