By the hands of the Gods, you have been plucked from your time and from your world, dropped into the box.
Only the box is a world of its own.
We are a mass crossover based on the concept of Pandora's Box. Characters from nearly any fandom can be played here. Because of the endless character possibilities, we are canon only here at Pandora. Take a peek at our rules and plot information before starting your new life in Pandora.
Want to add a quote? Submit them here!

Private is it a sprint or a marathon

C
C

Claire Nunez

Guest
[box=transparent, none, none]
[/box]

September 14th
@Wanda Maximoff

So the Schola was having a Time of it. First Merlin had died, murdered by who-the-fuck-knows, Professor Ozpin had disappeared, and so had Mr Branwen, which were two of her favourite teachers just...gone. Oh, and Robin had vanished too, replaced by a different, better version. She knew, of course she knew, that the Merlin here wasn't the Merlin from her world, and that her dislike of him was irrational. Projecting, whatever. And that he didn't deserve it, because he wasn't the Merlin from her world, which meant that he didn't do anything to make her dislike him, and she was still sad about his death, because he was a good headmaster, but not as sad as she felt she should feel ,and she felt guilty about not feeling as sad as she thought she should feel and maybe it was just time to take a break.

Claire didn't have any class, so she was on Enrique duty. Trucy did have class, and Claire was waiting for her to get out. But...the sun was out, and though autumn was here, it was the kind of day where summer lingered in the air, in the sun, where in the shade was too cold and out of it was too hot but you just found a balance and lived with it because it was worth it when you got there. Enrique was pretty sleepy, so she just...held him, rocking him back and forth in the sun, trying to get him to sleep again. Around her, students went on their day-to-day, heading to classes, running from homework, but there was a shadow over the school now, a knowledge that things, no matter what, would be different from now on.

It was like after Tommy had been murdered, but heavier, even worse because they didn't know who did it, and they didn't know why it happened, and the Headmaster wasn't here to reassure them that it was all going to be okay. There was the Acting Headmistress, who had apparently taught here before, but Claire didn't know her, not really. She couldn't claim to know Merlin, but they had talked, like, once. She had left the Shadowstaff in his care, for a little while.

It was weird, to think of the school in the hands of a stranger.

 
  • Like
Reactions: Wanda Maximoff

Wanda Maximoff

Marvel Universe
Posts
2,335
Relationship Status
all i do is dream of you ♡
Profile
link
Organizer
link
[box=none, none, #e61d2f 3px double]

All Wanda knew was that if she spent another minute staring at tiny lines of documentation in the captivity of Merlin's office for another minute, she was going to end up with a blood clot in her basilar artery.

So she pushed herself out into the corridor and shambled through it as though in a daze, before finally soaking in the sun of the courtyard. Her eyes closed, and she breathed out, the bustle of the passing period diffusing into a almost-pleasant white noise around her.

Then it occurred to her that there was someone already situated nearby. Oh. She snapped back to awareness as her green eyes turned to the girl, blinking a few times in succession and inwardly reprimanding herself for zoning out.

It was impossible to match the names and faces of every student of a well-populated, constantly circulating school even in a month, but she had been trying. She'd been keeping an eye and ear out, even if her knowledge of the vast majority of them—especially the ones who weren't troublemakers—failed to extend beyond that. "Claire... is it?" She tried for a warm smile, hesitating a moment before giving her an avenue to make it known if she preferred to be alone.

Well, alone with her baby. Which didn't attract any extra attention whatsoever, nope. She could only imagine how many questions she'd been bombarded with about that. "I'm not interrupting anything, am I?" she added gently.

[/box]
 
  • Like
Reactions: Claire Nunez
C
C

Claire Nunez

Guest
[box=transparent, none, none]
[/box]

Claire became aware of another person when a shadow crossed in front of her, but she didn't think about it much, continuing to rock Enrique back and forth. It was semi-busy, so of course people would come and go. But this one stayed, waiting for someone? or something? And then someone called her name, and Claire looked up to see...the new Headmistress. What was it with teachers? Did they have some kind of magical thought-sense that allowed them to tell whenever a student was thinking about them?

She'd say they had speak of the devil powers, but that seemed mean to the teachers. Or the devil, depending on the teacher.

"Yeah, I'm Claire. You're Ms....Maximoff, right?" she asked, shifting Enrique to one side to let him settle comfortably on her hip. Ms, because, despite a large amount of student speculation, no one actually knew much about her, except that she had taught here once, a while ago, and that she and Merlin were friends, but that was about it. For someone who had poured his whole life into the school, it was weird how little she and the other students actually knew, she thought.

"N-no," Claire replied, a little weirded out that Ms Maximoff had approached her, personally, but rolling with it. She caught the glance down to Enrique, in her arms, but she was used to those by now, so she simply shrugged it off. "He's mostly asleep, by now. Just a little longer and I can put him down."

 
  • Like
Reactions: Wanda Maximoff

Wanda Maximoff

Marvel Universe
Posts
2,335
Relationship Status
all i do is dream of you ♡
Profile
link
Organizer
link
[box=none, none, #e61d2f 3px double]

Wanda wouldn't presume to understand, because there was so much where she still didn't. But her thoughts couldn't help but gravitate to Lorna and Aurora. That baby had been one of the saving graces of the scattered chaos of the farm's scattered chaos, especially later on, but it hadn't been easy balancing the responsibilities even with the work being split amongst... everyone. Now no one lived at the farm, and it was just her and Kal on their own in the city. Looking back, circumstances had changed so quickly that it nearly gave her whiplash.

"It's nice out today," she went on to confess, her head nodding in confirmation. It'd taken her brain a note longer to wrap around Ms. Maximoff, something she hadn't generally been called since ... probably since Misty Hollow. "I spend way too much time in that office, so I thought air might be good..."

Her brows knit together slightly as she, of course, acknowledged that smalltalk with a student she had really only just encountered for the first time could be awkward to navigate. But she wanted them a bit better than thinking of them as a faceless crowd of youths (and she wasn't even technically that much older than many of them). One way or another, it was an opportunity for feedback, a means to be a little more connected that she didn't know she craved.

"How is everything on the student end? Not a trick question, I promise."

[/box]
 
  • Like
Reactions: Claire Nunez
C
C

Claire Nunez

Guest
[box=transparent, none, none]
[/box]

"It is," Claire affirmed, not really sure how to act with the new Headmistress. She had always been wary around Merlin, and she had learnt that she could be abrasive at times, especially since what had happened with Mumm-Ra. So her tone was carefully neutral. She didn't want to annoy the Headmistress, and she did seem pretty nice, but Claire didn't know her like she had known other teachers, and she didn't want to take the risk of accidentally getting herself expelled or something. Ignoring that she didn't have another place to go, there were so many classes she had yet to try, and she wanted to.

Plus, Enrique needed whatever stability she could give him. Speaking of Enrique, he was very asleep, so Claire put him in the bassinet, letting him sleep.

Claire laughed, slightly bitterly, at the question. She hadn't meant to, it had just...happened. "Well, the Headmaster got murdered, no one really knows by who, so the rumor mill is going nuts, but its also not the first time that someone involved with the Schola has died, and its bringing back bad memories for...." me "a lot of people. Plus, Mr Branwen has vanished, and he was a lot of people's favourite teacher," and she couldn't forget what he had done for her, her right hand creeping up to pull at the choker she always wore, now "and Professor Oz left, as well. And, no offense, because you seem nice, but very few of us students actually know you, apart from the fact that you used to teach here, ages ago. The students are...there's the feeling in the air, you know? We're all waiting for the other shoe to fall, for someone else to vanish or die. It's....it's not fun." Claire finished, feeling like she just said a lot for the other woman to process.

 

Current Season

Status Updates

I'm such a great political figure. ;)
Writing an entire post on the phone in less than thirty minutes versus the two hours it takes on the computer.
WHY DID YOU HAVE TO KILL OFF ANOTHER OF ZEKE'S ANIMALS!? :mad: #twd

Featured Wanteds

Staff

Donate to Pandora

Enjoying Pandora? Consider donating to us!
All donations go towards server costs, software licenses, add-ons, themes, and future development work.

Current Events

Recent Posts

Forum statistics

Threads
49,919
Posts
424,337
Members
631
Latest member
Roland Crane
Top Bottom