Here It Goes Again (OPEN)

[Alan Padmore]

Needless to say, the time spent with the school was some of the most informative of Alan's career. He had moved on from working underneath Haruna to working at the school full-time, and had quickly recieved a promotion to Assistant Headmaster, until such time as Zephryus decided to return or not. It was a dream come true for him; he loved to educate. His experience with Kaiba Corp was serving him well as well. He did reports on the school's condition to the head of KC regularily.

But right now the little man wasn't doing work, but rather lounging out in the courtyard with a laptop taking up most of the 4'7 man's lap. He tapped on the keys and pushed his tiny spectacles up his nose, while watching the rest of the students in the courtyard out of the corner of his eye.

[Amy Morrison]

"it never gets old, does it?" If Alan were to look up, he'd see Amy Morrison peering out into the courtyard, looking at the same scene he was. The Shadow Sciences Professor was, as always, dressed for the occasion at hand; today she was sporting a bright red blazer and a modest white skirt. It was similar to what her female students would be wearing, but the DA logo placed above her shirt pocket and her gray epaulets let everyone know that she was more than just another student.

"We have kids from all over the world, from nearly ebvery nation and culture, all brought here because of one common purpose. Most of them can at least get around passably, but every year there are still new duelists coming in, old ones leaving...it's almost zen-like in the ebb and flow, I feel..." A soft breeze whipped up, teasing the American woman's hair.

"I trust you had a nice vacation as well?"

[Alan Padmore]

Alan was not dressed in his house's colours. Alan had a very firm dress code for himself that almost always consisted of his green suit and red tie. He just liked having his own tailored clothes on his back. His hair was tied back with his ponytail holder, as always, and as the wind blew through it only scattered his bangs. He sat there, listening to the woman as she gave her miniature speech, and a small smile couldn't help but come up on his face.

Amy Morrison. One of the few teachers that actually remained from when he came there. Amy was also the first at the school who mistook him for one of the students... that had been a personal laugh that day. He looked up from the laptop and his fingers ceased their tapping across the keys.

"Yes, quite a good one Amy, thank you." The British man chirped happily. That was Professor Padmore; no one could fault him for being nothing but polite. He even quickly saved what he was working on and closed the laptop so that he could devote his full attention.

"Quite frankly, I like the right kind of change, and I'm glad it's peaceful here." He said as he gazed out at the crowd of students that were lounging underneath the trees before they had to go back to their studies. The school year was just starting up for most of them. He drummed his fingers onto the laptop and then his brown eyes shifted Amy's way.

"How about your vacation? Was it good?" Alan asked curiously.

[Amy Morrison]

"For the most part, yes. The weather was pretty bad though...I'm way too used to the temperature staying below 90...er, 32." She did enough quick thinking to convert the teperature to Celsius in her head as she took a seat.

"Between you and me, I would be ecstatic if the entire year could remain as peaceful as it is today. No demons trying to kill students, no aspiring evil overlords with convoluted plots for world dominion, and no lawyers with frivelous lawsuits. Just us teaching and them learning." Amy looked up and sighed.

"Is that too much to ask for?"

[Alan Padmore]

Alan recalled what she was talking about quite clearly. He had first come to Duel Academy when he was on assignment to investigate the disappearances of the headmistress and a few of the student population. What he had found was an intricate plot of spirits posessing students and causing havoc. During the spirit festival, he and Six Samurai - Irou had to work together to both cut down the Light Demon and break their path through to get to the Earth Demon. Many of those students had left the school, feeling compromised, and Alan couldn't truly blame them himself.

He looked a little wearied as he recalled the memory and he even went as far as to lean against the tree he was leaning against heavier. It looked almost like a slump as he looked into the distance with a bit of an exhasperated look. "It may be Amy, it may be. I just hope that you haven't cursed the year by saying that." He had enough of trying to handle it when he was the KC representative to the school. Being the Assistant Headmaster, he was in quite a different position.

Well... nothing for it if Amy had. He would just have to do what he did last time... help in the efforts to kick their bottoms. He glanced at Amy again as he pondered what else to say.

"But, hey, you can't complain much... you've got a brilliant cirriculumn explaining how these incidents happened." Alan said with a wide smirk.

[Amy Morrison]

As soon as Alan made the comment about her possibly jinxing herself, Amy hastily knocked on the wooden bench.

"Well, explaning how they happened is only one thing. Being able to stop them is another thing entirely."

[Alan Padmore]

"I'm sure we'll make by somehow." Alan commented. If need be, he could raise his fighting once again and protect the place. Alan bit his lip as he thought of it.

"In fact, I'll make sure of it... no child will be hurt at this academy again as long as I can do something about it." Alan narrowed his eyes. "We should also try to do investigations in our spare time... try to figure out who started the incidents before, and why. And where they should strike again, would they strike." He looked towards Amy.

"Also... knowledge is power. Don't skimp on the details of shadow magic within your studies. It may inspire some to investigate it and utilize it, but it will also give the kids something to defend themselves; a weapon."

[Amy Morrison]

"Never a bad idea to get ahead of things...would have saved me a lot of time in the past. Maybe we can find a few other teachers, get some more eyes looking at things. Never hurts..." Amy knew from experience that the best way to defeat someone trying to do them harm was to know what they were going after. Knowing their weaknesses would be especially helpful, but currently she'd take what she could get.

"Also you don't need to worry about my curriculum Alan...I'm more concerned on how you're gonna make sure the students don't repeat the mistakes of the past." It was a harmless jab, but a jab nonetheless.

[Alan Padmore]

"I'm more in the field of... practical history if you catch my drift. You know... the more recent history of the actual card game itself." Alan smirked a little. "Not 'folklore' and 'fairytales'." Yup. He would jab right back. In a very courteous fashion of course. He got to his feet and brushed off his trousers, haphazardly balancing his laptop underneath his arm.

"Walk with me, Amy? I feel the need to stretch my legs." He winced a little. "It's starting to get a little stiff around the hips." But that was a typical ailment with his brand of dwarfism.

[Amy Morrison]

"And if the students make a stupid play mistake because they didn't know about the more notable forms of baiting attacks and the like, who's that gonna blow back on?" The harmless joking continued, but Amy still helped the dwarven professor up to his feet and steadied his laptop for him. She cared for all the professors, because they had to work together every day. Age, size, none of that really mattered to her. She wasn't against taking a walk around either.