( Young teacher, the subject Of schoolgirl fantasy... )

Erk really wished he knew how it was that his house ended up being the one to host the obligatory Wild Teen Party ( Read more... )

Erk blinked in the light of the rising sun as they emerged from the ruin. It was over - Nergal and his morphs dead, the fiery dragons slain. He'd watched as the Archsage Athos died in the arms of their leaders, and as Nils departed through the gate for the world of the dragons, leaving Ninian with Eliwood. And now the victorious army stepped out ( Read more... )

Waking up in an unfamiliar place should have made her hesitant and wary, but more than anything else, Lyre was curious. Typical of the cat laguz and their animal counterparts, right? The decor was a bit too lewd for her tastes, so off into the hallway she went. Sounds of intimate acts met her sensitive ears, leaving her tail twitching in discomfort ( Read more... )

This... Wasn't Gallia ( Read more... )

Erk looked around, a bit warily. He'd been having this feeling that someone was watching him.

It was ridiculous, really. Probably just being paranoid; he certainly didn't have a reason to think he was being watched. Mystical senses weren't really something he did - or any mage in his world, for that matter - and he hadn't even seen much of ( Read more... )

FOR MURDER, PRACTICING SORCERY AND WORSHIPING A FALSE GODSaleh couldn't see the sign that had been placed, but he could easily guess why he was here. Killing the man was an unforgivable crime, especially for him. So he deserved this punishment. No, he deserved worse ( Read more... )

Erk sighed, tapping the end of his pencil on his desk as he looked over his homework. He couldn't quite seem to figure this problem out.

Oh, well. He pushed his chair away from his desk and stretched his arms, sighing. He had a while to try to work it out - he had the house more or less to himself this evening. Plenty of time for peace and quiet. ( Read more... )

Erk frowned a little. He was trying to pay attention to the teacher - a hard enough task as it was, this close to the end of class and the end of his school day - but was distracted by the little white square of folded paper on the corner of his desk. He hadn't even seen the note being dropped there; it could have been from anyone. It was obviously ( Read more... )

To say she was tired was a heavy understatement. Everyone in the camp was tired; fighting the undead Morphs of the Black Fang members, killing a dragon, a beast of myth and legend, and watching a dear friend leave your world through the gate to the dragon world was enough to drain even the most hardy of souls. It was especially draining for Lyn. ( Read more... )