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I had already slumped over to pretend to sleep, closing my eyes. Little did they know I was sharing Sparky's sight, who was observing from the chair behind the teacher's desk in the middle of the room. I was pretty sure Thunder would give me away and ruin the test. Maybe.

 

With no initial response, Cirrus went over his theory again. He knew teleportation made quite the racket when performed, but this pony's arrival hadn't been preceded by such a noise, but there was a hidden bed within the desk. Then there was his own experience with subterfuge: pretending to be asleep was a decent way of getting others to ignore you, if not always to not notice you.

 

Cirrus went up to the pony and nudged her. "Excuse me. You are Lektra Bolt."

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Sunset made him way to a nearby table and sat down before placing his saddle bag beneath, he made himself ignorant of all of his surounding for a while and just had a stare into nothing, as if his mind were in a deeper area, he made no attempt to have an interaction with another pony... maybe waking up in a field does that to you. Sunset looked around suddenly, making quite a brisk movement with his head, and he seemed to show a blank face, which seemed appropriate. he seemed to just sit without purpose or reason.

[Unicorncob 5,681]

"You can keep it, really. I have a limited first edition at home anyway. You can have it." Trivy said with a smile. She was never really good at meeting new ponies, now that she finally found someone she liked, she wanted to make a nice gesture towards her. She looked around the class They still haven't found that darn teacher?

Tyra couldn't help but give a wide smile to Trivy's generosity, and so she slipped the book into her bag.

"My thanks to you, friend!" She squeaked, hopping in place momentarily, then halted, "Oh! Allow me to give you something in return!"

 

She fished out a hardback book, the cover reading 'Frozen Fauna: Creatures of the North'.

"This is one of my favourite books," she explained enthusiastically, "It tells you about all of the creatures of my homeland! I have another copy at home, so please accept this one!"

[Ochre_Dust 329]

I pretended to wake up, yawn loudly, and stretch. I looked at the stallion for a good minute with one eyebrow raised. "Too young to be a teacher. I'm sorry, I was just sleeping in my first class and was going to remove the bedding after. I thought I'd show up a couple of hours early." I pretended to read over the blackboard. "Are we supposed to be looking for the teacher?"

 

Was he buying it? Seriously I really did get my diploma early, so I was of normal high school age.

Cirrus tilted his head, eyeing up the pony's flanks. His mother and sister were always at odds with one another about a name change to better reflect their cutie marks, he hadn't obliged, but for it to be so important, Equestrians would have to have a convention of naming after a cutie mark if things didn't match up. What looked like an electrical box with lightning coming out of it adorned her flanks.

 

"Teacher Thunderstreak is young too. Ponies can learn very fast. My sister needs tutor because she is already doing things like turning lead into gold." Cirrus again pointed a hoof at Lektra. "You are our teacher. Your story does not match up. Doors to schools are locked when teaching is not happening, and students do not get keys for such things."

[Ochre_Dust 329]

He sort of had me there. But maybe he didn't. "You're persistent. I'm the teacher's pet. I get special privileges about such things. Please bother someone else, and get some actual evidence before you start pointing the hoof at ponies trying to sleep. I didn't get enough sleep last night cause Lektra let me start the first project early. I'll be acing this class and leaving everyone else in the dust." I could see what he was doing trying to match up CMs, but he wasn't gonna get off that easy.

 

"My flank? The name's Sleepy Caution, hence the caution sign. I got my CM saving a pony from powerlines, and decided to go into similar things as a career. I don't believe we've met. What do they call you, Nosy?" I asked with a laugh trying to be friendly.

 

Seriously he needed some actual evidence, and wasn't gonna get off that easy. Especially since the others weren't even close. They really needed to work together. I yawned and curled up to try to 'sleep' again, but had one ear up for a reply.

"If you are the teacher's pet, then you know who the teacher is," said Cirrus, loudly enough for the others in the class to hear.

 

@ @Pucksterv, @Unicorncob, @Pelate

 

With this, Cirrus opened one of the desk's drawers without waiting for a rebuttal, and started rifling through its contents completely and utterly without shame, putting it on top of the desk for others to see. It was a matter of finding things that would likely belong to the teacher as a personal possession...

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Seriously he needed some actual evidence, and wasn't gonna get off that easy. Especially since the others weren't even close. They really needed to work together. I yawned and curled up to try to 'sleep' again.

 

Alright I've had enough waiting... gonna find this teacher... He got up from his desk and began to search the front desk. "Alright listen up my fellow students... I don't know which one of you is Lektra Bolt, but I want you to know I'm going to look through your desk. You must have a picture or something... Teachers ID somewhere... Your welcome to stop me anytime... And if there's nothing there I'm going to interrogate the um machine up there. Start reverse engineering if  I have, press button if there are buttons to be pressed" he didn't know if he was being mean or just silly but he had to try something. And since his first plan fell by the way side this would have to do "Anyone want to help me, make this go by quicker?..." 

Edited July 30, 2015 by The Down Trotten

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Oh, good one. Hmm, how to get out of this? Expecting the teacher's pet to give it away though would screw the class though.

@ @The Down Trotten

 

With another of the students joining him in searching the desk, Cirrus took off into a hover, flying over Lektra's head, his hoof drawing very close to inadvertently colliding with her head. "Oh? Sparky? Tell us about this Sparky. I'm honestly curious, and want to see it now."

 

((At this point, Cirrus is going to start finding actual evidence in the desk, but dictating the contents seems like it'd be god-modding.))

Oh, good one. Hmm, how to get out of this? Expecting the teacher's pet to give it away though would screw the class though.

@ @The Down Trotten, @Pucksterv, @Unicorncob, @Pelate

 

 

Finding no clues in the desk, Cirrus shut another drawer in anger. "Blyat!" he exclaimed before he hovered over to the doorway and flitting out into the hallway. Several moments the sound of something hitting the floor a few hallways down echoed back to the room, followed by the sound of wood dragging against linoleum.

 

At last Cirrus entered the room, wings straining as a large picture frame dangled from where his four hooves gripped it. The frame held a staff portrait of a blonde-maned, buttermilk-coated unicorn mare who looked alarmingly, unnervingly and undeniably like Sleepy Caution. Beneath the picture, in Equestrian script: 'Lektra Bolt'.

 

Cirrus smirked.

Edited July 31, 2015 by Ochre_Dust

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He sighed and shook his head. There was nothing in the room to indicate who was the teacher. Fustriaghted he decided to cop out and go to higher forces then himself. "Alright... any Unicorn willing to do some sort of magic thing to find out who the teacher is?... I'm not very good with magic..." he looked at the poet pony and almost smiled. Walking up to her he took a deep breath. "Um Miss... I know this is below you, but we need help here... I'm willing to beg, heck I know I'm pretty much the dirt you walk on... or something like that. But would you be willing to help out?...." he sighed having swallowed his pride like a water melon 

 

@@Denim&Venom, @@Pucksterv, 

Edited July 30, 2015 by The Down Trotten

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@blazedtime

 

 

The tall bat mare looked down on the teacher of this class. 

 

"Ah, hello sehre. Sorry to interrupt your... session here. Can you tell me where the teachers lounge is? Things got rearranged after the reconstruction done from last summer, and I'm having a hard time finding my way around in dis maze, heh heh." She flashed him a fang-y smile. 

 

"This is an engineering class isn't it? So why does it look more like a study hall?" 

 

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@The Down Trotten @bronislav84

 

Silhouette liked being played against. Chess. Checkers. Chineighse checkers. Go. Especially Go. 

 

She hated being played with. She's fine with games of strategy, puzzles or riddles. She was just gonna sit this one out. She didn't need the bonus credit. She passed several, more challenging engineering classes already. But a game to suit one's own vanity, one that apparently had little to nothing to do with the subject matter at hoof, was an annoyance. 

 

And because of how loosely the rules of this "game" were stated, she could end it through any fashion she saw fit.

 

And to show this teacher, and the school, she is not to be trifled with. 

 

 "Um Miss... I know this is below you, but we need help here... I'm willing to beg, heck I know I'm pretty much the dirt you walk on... or something like that. But would you be willing to help out?...." he sighed having swallowed his pride like a water melon 

 

@@Denim&Venom, @@Pucksterv, 

"Ah, now here was some proper motivation. Being recognised as suited to the task at hoof. Since you asked so nicely..."

 

Silhouette slid out a book mark, a concert stub, placed it in her writings, and closed the binder. She jumped to her desk, back hooves on the seat, front on the writing surface.  She telekinetiked her glasses and slipped them into her front pocket. 

 

"Disenchantment 201: how to disrupt a spell in progress, focusing in the areas of surveillance & observation. Teach has to be watching, likely through that automaton over there, or some other means to keep watch over the class. Nopony else in here should be using a surveillance spell. If teach is just watching and interacting, then I'll have to delve deeper into behaviors. So dull. I hate observing ponies. But, if surveillance is being used, either magical, psionic or electronic, then this, will cut that feed short." 

 

"Pegasi, Earth ponies and..." noticing the lioness in the back "most carnivores, won't feel a thing. Unicorns will feel akin to ants crawling on their horn. But anypony using a surveillance spell within, say a 100 hoof radius? Well, a listener will hear what is akin to standing between a tornado and a waterfall. A voyeur, oh that is so fitting, will see what is akin to riding in the back of a lit fireworks cart during a nuclear firestorm. Electronic surveillance will short out. Simple as that. And anyone who is desperate enough to use out of body astral projection, well, I've heard it feels like some bizarre combination of the three. Oh I hope you are paying attention, teach"

 

Silhouette closed her eyes. A faint thrumming sound could be heard, the grooves of her horn began to glow, followed by the whole thing glowing & crackling w/ red sparks. Like a thermal lance being primed to fire.

 

"Professor Bolt. Meet white noise." 

 

She smirked as she fired. 

Edited August 1, 2015 by Denim&Venom

[The Down Trotten 300]

 

 

Silhouette closed her eyes. A faint thrumming sound could be heard, the grooves of her horn began to glow, followed by the whole thing glowing & crackling w/ red sparks. Like a thermal lance being primed to fire.   "Professor Bolt. Meet white noise." 

 

"I hate magic." he mumbled but was hopeful that finally something would occur. Seeing the unicorn done. He bowed his head in appreciation "Thank you, you saved us a lot of time... may I have the privilege of knowing your name?" he once more got out his quill and prepare to write 

[Unicorncob 5,681]

@@The Down Trotten @@Denim&Venom

 

"Sleipnir's mane!" Tyra squeaked, watching the whole situation while next to Trivy, and looked to the writer mare, "That was most impressive, my friend!" She called to her.

 

She bowed her head in her direction. "I would also like to know your name! I shall tell you mine; Tyra Shatterhoof, of the Frozen North!"

Edited July 31, 2015 by Unicorncob

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@The Down Trotten @Unicorncob

 

@bronislav84

 

 

 

"My you two don't pay much attention, do you?" *sigh*

 

She magicked her binder back unto her desk, opened it and slid out her laminated degree.   

 

"My business card." She floated it to both of them. Again.  

 

"Princesston University would like to recognise Silhouette Dusk as fulfilling the academic requirements worthy of the title "Bachelorette of the arts, with a majoring in the field of sculpture.""

 

"And don't thank me just yet. It could've been a total waste of thaumaturgy if conventional surveillance is being used. So, until we hear the sounds of somepony screaming in discomfort..."

Edited July 31, 2015 by Denim&Venom

[The Down Trotten 300]

"And don't thank me just yet. It could've been a total waste of thaumaturgy if conventional surveillance is being used. So, until we hear the sounds of somepony screaming..."

 

 

He looked at the card and handed it to Tyra. After thinking for a bit he spoke again "I'm going to take a wild stab at things here, but I take it you really don't like talking to us do you?" there was a slight hint of sarcasm in his voice, as well as a bit of cynicism

"... Look let me cut to the chase, you interest me a great deal and I would like to be your friend... But I can tell you are neither looking for friends or think you'll find any here... But I can also tell your looking for a challenge, almost all great minds do. I don't know if I can provide that to you or not but perhaps we can find out? A battle of wits as it were?... Chess maybe, over some tea and potatoes?" he was risking getting rejected, but at least he still had the kind energetic  Tyra to turn to if this fell through . 

 

@@Unicorncob,  

Edited July 31, 2015 by The Down Trotten

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@The Down Trotten

 

"Oh! I wasn't making it obvious enough? My Mistake!"

 

"​And you are correct. This right here is the equivalent of a muralist being asked to finish a coloring book. I should be pursuing my dreams, as determined by the brand on my flank, not waiting 4 years getting standardized tested on redundant knowledge. And if you couldn't tell, I'm not exactly a herd pony."

 

"But enough about that, for now. Is this a challenge that I'm hearing? Pardon my initial presumptions, but you do not seem the type to be into games dealing with stratagem. But I am willing to take the gamble. I will either be proven right, or pleasantly surprised." 

Edited October 14, 2015 by Denim&Venom

[Unicorncob 5,681]

@@The Down Trotten @@Denim&Venom

 

Tyra tilted her head at the card, blinking at it. She grinned once she understood it.

"Well met, Silhouette Dusk!" She chirped, and bared her teeth in a grin as she put a hoof to her chest, "As I said, I am Tyra Shatterhoof, of the Frozen North!"

 

She grinned to Quill, in attempt to support his trying to warm up to the mare.

[The Down Trotten 300]

@@Unicorncob,@@Denim&Venom,

 

He couldn't help but smile a little, but aslo feel as nervous as all get out. Never before was his intellect to be challenged. He was going to need moral support. Stealing a glance to Tyra then looking back to Silhouette "Then so be it, we shall match wits, I hope we are both surprised of the out come. Oh my name if you cared to know is Crimson Quill, at your service Miss Silhouette." he bowed to her then turned to Tyra "so how about it, want to see a grand battle of wits on the chess board? Its a bit of a slow game to watch yet most intense with every move" 

[Unicorncob 5,681]

@@The Down Trotten @@Denim&Venom

 

Tyra grinned widely between the two ponies, and nodded!

"Aye, am I always happy to observe a great battle between two worthy opponents!"

 

She kept her grin up for a few moments, then blinked and her grin faded as she realised something.

 

"...what is a chessboard?"

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@Unicorncob

 

@The Down Trotten

 

"This, my fair lady-"

 

Her horn began to glow once again. And closing her eyes for a moment longer than a standard blink, focused. 

 

She moved her binder off her desk. Shortly afterwards, the air just above her desk began to gain a reddish hue, a few crackles & sparkles glimmered within. Then as quickly as it started *ka-flowsh!*, in a flash, an onyx and alabaster checkerboard, with perfectly staged and intricately carved pieces of black and white crystal, magicked into existence. 

 

-is a chessboard." 

[Pucksterv 4,508]

Trivy has no idea what was going on. In only a few seconds ponies started to walk around the classroom, opening desks, questioning ponies including herself. It was too much for her. Trivy got out of her seat and walked outside the classroom. Too many things happening at once, she needed some air.

Edited July 31, 2015 by Pucksterv

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The tall bat mare looked down on the teacher of this class.

 

"Ah, hello sehre. Sorry to interrupt your... session here. Can you tell me where the teachers lounge is? Things got rearranged after the reconstruction done from last summer, and I'm having a hard time finding my way around in dis maze, heh heh." She flashed him a fang-y smile.

 

"This is an engineering class isn't it? So why does it look more like a study hall?"

 

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@The Down Trotten @bronislav84

 

Silhouette liked being played against. Chess. Checkers. Chineighse checkers. Go. Especially Go.

 

She hated being played with. She's fine with games of strategy, puzzles or riddles. She was just gonna sit this one out. She didn't need the bonus credit. She passed several, more challenging engineering classes already. But a game to suit one's own vanity, one that apparently had little to nothing to do with the subject matter at hoof, was an annoyance.

 

And because of how loosely the rules of this "game" were stated, she could end it through any fashion she saw fit.

 

And to show this teacher, and the school, she is not to be trifled with.

 

"Ah, now here was some proper motivation. Being recognised as suited to the task at hoof. Since you asked so nicely..."

 

Silhouette slid out a book mark, a concert stub, placed it in her writings, and closed the binder. She jumped to her desk, back hooves on the seat, front on the writing surface. She telekinetiked her glasses and slipped them into her front pocket.

 

"Disenchantment 201: how to disrupt a spell in progress, focusing in the areas of surveillance & observation. Teach has to be watching, likely through that automaton over there, or some other means to keep watch over the class. Nopony else in here should be using a surveillance spell. If teach is just watching and interacting, then I'll have to delve deeper into behaviors. So dull. I hate observing ponies. But, if surveillance is being used, either magical, psionic or electronic, then this, will cut that feed short."

 

"Pegasi, Earth ponies and..." noticing the lioness in the back "most carnivores, won't feel a thing. Unicorns will feel akin to ants crawling on their horn. But anypony using a surveillance spell within, say a 100 hoof radius? Well, a listener will hear what is akin to standing between a tornado and a waterfall. A voyeur, oh that is so fitting, will see what is akin to riding in the back of a lit fireworks cart during a nuclear firestorm. Electronic surveillance will short out. Simple as that. And anyone who is desperate enough to use out of body astral projection, well, I've heard it feels like some bizarre combination fo the two. Oh I hope you are paying attention, teach"

 

Silhouette closed her eyes. A faint thrumming sound could be heard, the grooves of her horn began to glow, followed by the whole thing glowing & crackling w/ red sparks. Like a thermal lance being primed to fire.

 

"Professor Bolt. Meet white noise."

 

She smirked as she fired.

Thunderstreak looked up when a mare asked him were the teacher lounge was. "I'll show you, this isn't my class anyway, i was just here because of... Some misunderatandings. But anyways follow me" Said Thunder and got up from the teachers seat. He stretched a bit because he have been sitting for a long time.

The tall bat mare looked down on the teacher of this class.

 

"Ah, hello sehre. Sorry to interrupt your... session here. Can you tell me where the teachers lounge is? Things got rearranged after the reconstruction done from last summer, and I'm having a hard time finding my way around in dis maze, heh heh." She flashed him a fang-y smile.

 

"This is an engineering class isn't it? So why does it look more like a study hall?"

 

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@The Down Trotten @bronislav84

 

Silhouette liked being played against. Chess. Checkers. Chineighse checkers. Go. Especially Go.

 

She hated being played with. She's fine with games of strategy, puzzles or riddles. She was just gonna sit this one out. She didn't need the bonus credit. She passed several, more challenging engineering classes already. But a game to suit one's own vanity, one that apparently had little to nothing to do with the subject matter at hoof, was an annoyance.

 

And because of how loosely the rules of this "game" were stated, she could end it through any fashion she saw fit.

 

And to show this teacher, and the school, she is not to be trifled with.

 

"Ah, now here was some proper motivation. Being recognised as suited to the task at hoof. Since you asked so nicely..."

 

Silhouette slid out a book mark, a concert stub, placed it in her writings, and closed the binder. She jumped to her desk, back hooves on the seat, front on the writing surface. She telekinetiked her glasses and slipped them into her front pocket.

 

"Disenchantment 201: how to disrupt a spell in progress, focusing in the areas of surveillance & observation. Teach has to be watching, likely through that automaton over there, or some other means to keep watch over the class. Nopony else in here should be using a surveillance spell. If teach is just watching and interacting, then I'll have to delve deeper into behaviors. So dull. I hate observing ponies. But, if surveillance is being used, either magical, psionic or electronic, then this, will cut that feed short."

 

"Pegasi, Earth ponies and..." noticing the lioness in the back "most carnivores, won't feel a thing. Unicorns will feel akin to ants crawling on their horn. But anypony using a surveillance spell within, say a 100 hoof radius? Well, a listener will hear what is akin to standing between a tornado and a waterfall. A voyeur, oh that is so fitting, will see what is akin to riding in the back of a lit fireworks cart during a nuclear firestorm. Electronic surveillance will short out. Simple as that. And anyone who is desperate enough to use out of body astral projection, well, I've heard it feels like some bizarre combination fo the two. Oh I hope you are paying attention, teach"

 

Silhouette closed her eyes. A faint thrumming sound could be heard, the grooves of her horn began to glow, followed by the whole thing glowing & crackling w/ red sparks. Like a thermal lance being primed to fire.

 

"Professor Bolt. Meet white noise."

 

She smirked as she fired.

Thunderstreak looked up when a mare asked him were the teacher lounge was. "I'll show you, this isn't my class anyway, i was just here because of... Some misunderatandings. But anyways follow me" Said Thunder and got up from the teachers seat. He stretched a bit because he have been sitting for a long time.

[Unicorncob 5,681]

@@The Down Trotten @@Denim&Venom

 

Tyra watched as the checkerboard emerged from thin air, and nodded slowly.

"I see," she muttered, "And how does such a game work?"

 

@@Pucksterv

 

In the corner of her eye, she spotted Trivy exiting the classroom. Fearing something was wrong with her new friend, she hopped off the chair.

"Explain to me when I return momentarily!" She called to the two, then rushed out after Trivy, "My friend, are you well?"

[Pucksterv 4,508]

@@Unicorncob, 

 

"Uh no, not really. So many ponies is one room, I can never get used to it." Trivy said as she sat down with her back against the wall. "I just needed to get away for a moment that's all. I'll be fine in a few minutes." She said with a smile she was not sure was real. She let her head fall into her hoofs, trying to calm herself down.

Edited July 31, 2015 by Pucksterv

[Unicorncob 5,681]

"Uh no, not really. So many ponies is one room, I can never get used to it." Trivy said as she sat down with her back against the wall. "I just needed to get away for a moment that's all. I'll be fine in a few minutes." She said with a smile she was not sure was real. She let her head fall into her hoofs, trying to calm herself down.

 

Tyra frowned at the position Trivy put herself into. She walked over and sat next to her, putting her hoof on her shoulder and offering a warm smile.

"If you need anything, know that I am there for you to ask," She assured her, and her ears perked up as she realised, "Oh, did you like the book I gave you?"

[Pucksterv 4,508]

@@Unicorncob, 

 

"Oh yeah the book. I love it. Thank you. Always nice to learn about new cultures." Trivy said, cheering up a bit. "The frozen north? That means you're very far from home. Don't you miss that? home? Family and friends? I could imagine you would." Trivy said as she looked at Tyra. 

[Unicorncob 5,681]

"Oh yeah the book. I love it. Thank you. Always nice to learn about new cultures." Trivy said, cheering up a bit. "The frozen north? That means you're very far from home. Don't you miss that? home? Family and friends? I could imagine you would." Trivy said as she looked at Tyra. 

 

"You are quite welcome!" Tyra squeaked, pattering her forehooves in delight that her friend was interested in her culture.

 

Her grin faded a bit at the question. "Aye, I do miss home a bit, but I am not worried! My parents would not allow me to travel all this way if they did not believe in me! And I am always welcome to come back home. Though, that does not mean I do not miss them, you understand."