Pharaoh In Training
Anthy: Yami Malik = Ishtaru.
Anshi: Okay?
Anthy: Do you have your lesson plan yet?
Anshi: I'm doing Magic Mastery.
Anthy: But first class is Kinta's.
Anshi: And her TA is Bakura.
Anthy: Okay.
Kokoru: Meow.
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Pharaoh In Training
Day Two: Class One
Sweet is the sound of the pouring rain
And the stream that falls from hill to plains
But better than rain or rippling brook
There's a mug 'o beer inside this took
Yami woke up to falling flat on the floor. He popped open one eye and looked up to see his wrist inside Kokoru's mouth. The top half of his body was on the floor and the other half was on the bed.
"I'm awake...I'm awake." He said, getting dressed and moving down the hall towards his first class with his older sister as the teacher. Kokoru was checking into other people's rooms and dragging them out of bed.
Yami looked around in his class. There were some other students, half asleep and half dead. But there was one who stood out. His lime-green eyes met with Yami's red-violet eyes.
He had short, spiked, ice-blue hair and piercing lime-green eyes. He wore a gray tank-top and jeans. He had black shoes and two spiked bracelets on either wrist. He had a pentagram around his neck. And Yami hated him right away.
The door opened and Kinta walked in, dressing in her priestess outfit not seen since Egypt. Kokoru followed, wearing gold and jewels and other regal attire. Kinta glared down at them from her steps.
"Okay class. This is you Hieroglyph class. You will learn to read and write your original roles in life and your pasts. I have them all right here. Catch." Kinta threw a white cat into the rows of students. She threw a black cat into the other group.
The white cat landed in front of Yami, and took a liking to him. The other students looked at him like he was mad. The white cat jumped onto his shoulder and curled around, tail on one shoulder and head on the other. Yami smiled, until he saw the other kid, with the black cat mirroring the white one...on the kid's shoulders.
"Good. Yami, you and Sesh (destroy/perish) are now responsible for those cats. Yami, yours is Sheta (secrets). Sesh, yours is Mora." Kinta said, then she began her lesson.
Yami and Sesh were evenly matched, and Kinta did evidently notice how they hated each other. This was going to be a great simester.
"Okay class, tomorrow, you go to Ishtaru's Arts of ancient Egypt. Sleep. Now."
Yami and Sheta fell asleep almost instantaneously.
Anthy: Yami Malik = Ishtaru.
Anshi: Okay?
Anthy: Do you have your lesson plan yet?
Anshi: I'm doing Magic Mastery.
Anthy: But first class is Kinta's.
Anshi: And her TA is Bakura.
Anthy: Okay.
Kokoru: Meow.
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Pharaoh In Training
Day Two: Class One
Sweet is the sound of the pouring rain
And the stream that falls from hill to plains
But better than rain or rippling brook
There's a mug 'o beer inside this took
Yami woke up to falling flat on the floor. He popped open one eye and looked up to see his wrist inside Kokoru's mouth. The top half of his body was on the floor and the other half was on the bed.
"I'm awake...I'm awake." He said, getting dressed and moving down the hall towards his first class with his older sister as the teacher. Kokoru was checking into other people's rooms and dragging them out of bed.
Yami looked around in his class. There were some other students, half asleep and half dead. But there was one who stood out. His lime-green eyes met with Yami's red-violet eyes.
He had short, spiked, ice-blue hair and piercing lime-green eyes. He wore a gray tank-top and jeans. He had black shoes and two spiked bracelets on either wrist. He had a pentagram around his neck. And Yami hated him right away.
The door opened and Kinta walked in, dressing in her priestess outfit not seen since Egypt. Kokoru followed, wearing gold and jewels and other regal attire. Kinta glared down at them from her steps.
"Okay class. This is you Hieroglyph class. You will learn to read and write your original roles in life and your pasts. I have them all right here. Catch." Kinta threw a white cat into the rows of students. She threw a black cat into the other group.
The white cat landed in front of Yami, and took a liking to him. The other students looked at him like he was mad. The white cat jumped onto his shoulder and curled around, tail on one shoulder and head on the other. Yami smiled, until he saw the other kid, with the black cat mirroring the white one...on the kid's shoulders.
"Good. Yami, you and Sesh (destroy/perish) are now responsible for those cats. Yami, yours is Sheta (secrets). Sesh, yours is Mora." Kinta said, then she began her lesson.
Yami and Sesh were evenly matched, and Kinta did evidently notice how they hated each other. This was going to be a great simester.
"Okay class, tomorrow, you go to Ishtaru's Arts of ancient Egypt. Sleep. Now."
Yami and Sheta fell asleep almost instantaneously.
