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11 October 2019 @ 11:30 am
_Professor_ part 39  

Rael popped over to the hospital to check on Ryol again, and this time found her sister and parents in attendance. Black Horse Guards all over the place.

Scar grinned at her. “You missed Madam Raod and Madam Koyl double teaming, Isakson, at high volume, about the advisability of not injuring children, nor damaging buildings. Ox, mind you, got there first and said something about the inadvisability of you and Isakson being allowed in the same hemisphere as each other.”

Rael nodded. “I . . . don’t know whether to hope this batch of kids is a sign of the future, or just a random blip of very strong magic users.”

Her father must have heard her voice. He stepped out of the door behind Scar, and closed it behind him. He took a deep breathe, then released it. And spoke almost calmly. “The main reason we never broke and told you was that we were concerned about your ability to parent. Congratulations on not killing your daughter.” A toothy non-smile. “Dare I ask where Exzy is?”

Rael reached into her inner jacket pocket and produced the bubble handles.

“How nice. Go. Away. We will deliver Ryol to her classes tomorrow, if her proper, Oner, doctors says she’s ready.”

Rael nodded and walked away. I can’t even be indignant . . . because it’s true.

She walked through the corridor to the beach, and walked around the glassy pits . . . noted the size of the area where the melted sand globs had impacted. Two power explosions.

And then with more control they attacked the sand dunes. She noted the depth of the melted holes in the sand dunes.

Rael stood beside one circle of footprints and pulled in the heat of the sun, the heat radiating off the sands. Looked at the sand dune thirty meters away. Started with small diameter punches. Larger. Then slice. Not impressive on a sand dune, but what it would do to buildings, vehicles . . . people. She rolled up as much power as she could hold, compacted all the power into a fireball and threw it. A football sized hole melted and blasted into the dune. Half the size of the older holes.

Right. I’m not a dangerous as a newly formed Compass of Trainee Warriors. But I’m damn close. And I’d better do some practicing myself.

And be careful. Because I really don’t want to kill one of these kids.

Then she headed back to the campus to repair the practice field.


“Relax. You will not be doing anything even close to that near-disaster.” Rael grinned ruefully at the level one kids. “And in fact, neither will the level three kids.”

“Ooo! Professor Rael! Did you get in trouble?”

“Yep. From the Police, from Chancellor Urfa, from Residential Director Ox, from the families of the kids injured . . . and there’s plenty of people who no doubt will be bringing it up as soon as the opportunity presents itself.”

By eleven, she’s had her fill of the spectators; frowning police, senior faculty members, and newsies with their vidcams on their shoulders.

The newsies had even intercepted students and asked “if they weren’t frightened.”

Her students has just grinned and talked about striving to reach their full potential. Too many other students had taken the prompt and carried on about being frightened to walk near the practice field.

In Advanced Martial Arts the grinning seniors had wanted to hear all about it.

Wave was grinning. “We were just heading that way for our session when this huge fireball climbs into the sky.”

Ijjy laughed. “Too bad it was during the day. It would have been even better in the dark.”

Rael winced. “I think it’s very lucky that there were so few students in their rooms at two forty-five.”

A laugh from the back of the dojo. A younger student held up his arm, sleeve pulled back to display a new red scar. “Princess Paer fixed it! Ha! I got a jot of Joy Juice, too! Woot! And all the sympathetic women! What a great night!”

Rael pinched the bridge of her nose. I am a bad influence. I think.


She retreated for lunch, into the double fast room and curled up in bed with a book.

The biography of Madam Haig Withione Paris. So it’s sort of work. If I don’t fall asleep over her early childhood, traumatic older childhood as her pushy control freak parents were verbally abusive over her late blossoming. Frustrated trying to force it, two suicide attempts, and finally an explosive blooming that started a house fire . . .

“Oh. Good. Grief.” Rael thumped her head on the reader, for lack of a better hard surface.

“Oops, lost my place . . .” She sat up suddenly, and enlarged the picture she’d accidentally wound up on.

Madam Haig, her husband, Minister Igly, two children . . . and the minister’s assigned princess, Jues.

(Anonymous) on October 11th, 2019 06:55 pm (UTC)
Shouldn't you mention Mdm Haig's two children earlier?

It's the kind of thing that the "published posthumously" paragraph would mention and draws attension to herhusband.
Michawl DolbearMichawl Dolbear on October 11th, 2019 06:57 pm (UTC)
That's me

Michael Dolbear in Walton-on-Thames
(Anonymous) on October 12th, 2019 12:03 am (UTC)
Typos and poor Rael
Residential Director Ox

if her proper, Oner, doctors says

Poor Rael. What a cruel thing for her Dad to say.
Did Ebsa and Ra'd try to argue Isakson down? They knew the dangers. Ebsa is so sensible.
Michawl DolbearMichawl Dolbear on October 12th, 2019 12:13 am (UTC)
Re: Typos and poor Rael
Hm, so do proper, Oner, doctors know anything about power scorch?

Note Paer isn't a proper, Oner, doctor.
(Anonymous) on October 12th, 2019 12:21 am (UTC)
Re: Typos and poor Rael
What does Ryol have to say about all this? I suspect that she will be reading her parents and grandparents the riot act over their behavior.
(Anonymous) on October 13th, 2019 12:50 am (UTC)
Re: Typos and poor Rael
"Rael nodded and walked away. I can’t even be indignant . . . because it’s true. "
Utter Bull! She got the top trainer on the planet to teach the boys. No-one other than Isakson and Ra'd could have had any idea that this could result and neither one of them had enough information to predict that these children would be that powerful either. Rael's dad needs to be very firmly instructed in what he did and why it was unjustified.
Ebsa probably had no idea. Ra'd would have known from experience that it was possible, but he did not know how powerful the trainees were.
matapampamuphoff on October 13th, 2019 05:45 am (UTC)
Re: Typos and poor Rael
Ra'd told her that students this strong could level the campus, mentioned their lack of control. Certainly bringing in Isakson was a good idea. Moving the practice away from people and buildings, flammable things would have also been a reasonable precaution.

Obvious in retrospect.
(Anonymous) on October 12th, 2019 12:52 am (UTC)
Tangent: I was rereading one of the earlier books and suddenly realized that the One was running the Hive Mind using Eunuchs as the operating system.

(Anonymous) on October 12th, 2019 08:17 am (UTC)
I don't see how Arno could hide from Action Team placement after that compass. Or Ryol after shielding a huge building on her own.

In fact, by risking herself for others, she may be strongly nagged into training as a Warrior by Isakson. And if Isakson finds out about the kidnapping, he might make Arno a Warrior on the spot. He definitely would not be quiet about it.

Do all 17 kids have high enough speed?
(Anonymous) on October 12th, 2019 09:27 am (UTC)
Wouldn't Arno & Ryol have been numbered amongst the eleven potential new Warriors that had Isakson so happy a few posts ago?

And honestly, I'm surprised the press focused on the damage & injuries, which are mere bagatelles not even worthy of "five minutes", when more young new Warriors means decades of what is probably still a pretty new sub-field of celebrity gossip reporting, & an opportunity to get in on the ground floor with these ones.
matapampamuphoff on October 12th, 2019 02:39 pm (UTC)
At this age, their eventual, mature Speed is still developing.

I need to decide on whether Isakson is considering the girls or not at any stage.

And . . . I had not considered the celebrity potential. Could be fun. Now with Ryol removed from the scene before the Newsies arrived, will she escape identification as Xen's kid? And Milo?

I definitely need a scene where the Prime Councilor arrives with full entourage, breathing flames.
(Anonymous) on October 12th, 2019 10:43 am (UTC)
What does the One have to say abour all these new potential Warriors? Will fhey send someone to look into it?

How many of the pure Oner kids are Xen's?
(Anonymous) on October 12th, 2019 11:59 am (UTC)
Another consideration is whether or not the Empire's legislative body(/-ies?) have taken the existence of The New Warriors of The One seriously enough to water-down their legacy legal protections...
matapampamuphoff on October 12th, 2019 02:30 pm (UTC)
If they haven't yet, the prospect of dozens of teenagers with those legal privileges and exemptions will no doubt boot them into quick action.
stan_millerstan_miller on October 12th, 2019 03:44 pm (UTC)
The reaction of Isakson and the remaining original Prophets to any attempt at watering down rights and privileges for the new Warriors could be interesting.

I could see Isakson putting the female Warriors under Rael for some training as the sexes don't work well together for group magic. Learning from Comet Fall, fielding combined Compass / Pyramid teams of Warriors could be very effective.
(Anonymous) on October 13th, 2019 12:42 am (UTC)
The actions of the Princesses om Emre's orders will be even more interesting. This sounds like the exact type of situation that they are in place to deal with.
matapampamuphoff on October 12th, 2019 02:28 pm (UTC)
In this batch? Arno for the boys, Ryol, Gior, and Voyr for the girls. The rest are all Oner.

Now what is Isakson going to do about Dog and Ice? Were they strong enough to catch his attention, or just strong enough to be place holders in a trainee compass?
(Anonymous) on October 13th, 2019 12:44 am (UTC)
Want to see Ice's fencing improve and the reactions that gets. And who is Dog when he takes off his One mask? How strong is he.