Lead By Example. [Open]

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Melda was walking back to her office; it had been a day of training with Aqua and teaching her regular students so naturally she had plenty of grading to do. She'd given them a test today, on the elements of manna and the basic how to's. She wasn't sure what to except. She walked through the halls, using her Duchess Face on the students as she went by. She wore a gown of deep blues, the overall fabric a a matte colour, decorated with a scale/mosaic feel to it. Across her collar bone was a lovely blue lace floral pattern, covering her shoulders as well. A sheer royal blue cloak dropped down from the lace on her shoulders, covering her arms and back. Her silver hair was pulled back into a bun made of braids, her elven ears sticking out at the sides of her head.

Just like with the castle court, she needed to maintain her respect, so using her Duchess face worked best; it was icy, it demanded respect and fear. Tactics she'd been using since her mother passed; tactics that worked. Not fear in the sense that you worried Melda would stab you in your sleep, but fear that if crossed, she would retaliate. 

"Get back to class Jordon." She called across the hall at a boy she knew had another class at the time. With a sigh she shook her head, opening and closing her office door behind her. She walked to her desk, placing the stack of papers down on it, and taking a seat. With a groan her head fell down onto the stack of papers. She did not want to grade these. After a couple minutes, she sighed again, lifting her head and grabbing her quill and getting to work.

[Salene Quinnzel]

The day seemed to drag on as Salene waited for her students to finish their preliminary exams, a test to determine how prepared they really were for her class. The test would cover most of the topics that she would go over in her class, but still left some surprise to her syllabus that she had withheld from her students until they finished this very test. Everything seemed to be going smoothly, the class as a whole seemed to squirm in frustration as they tried to finish the test in the allotted time that had been provided; they were just where she wanted them: on their toes.

Salene scanned her classroom, looking at each individual student to assess their stress level. It was then that she noticed one student seemed to be struggling more than the others and because of this, thought it a good idea to look at the tests of his classmates that surrounded him. Salene stood up from her desk and crossed her arms across her chest. She then spoke with a firm and intimidating tone, "Westley, please bring your test to me and leave my classroom, you are finished for the day."

The student stood with a confused look on his face. He looked scared, but attempted to hide it with false confidence. "What did I do? You can't just kick me out for being good looking." He chuckled, followed by many other classmates.

Salene's stare became cold. "I suggest you keep your mouth shut and do as your told, or I will take you off of my roster completely."

Westley snapped out of the facade quickly and did as he was told, leaving the classroom in a hurry.

She looked around, her eyes still cold. "Would anyone else like to join him?"

Everyone quickly dropped their heads and fell silent to finish their tests. When they were all finally finished, they handed them in and Salene dismissed the class for the day. She decided to go to the main office and pull Westley's student file to find out what other classes he took. Seeing that he was in advanced magic, she decided to go and speak with the other teacher to see if his behavior was the same in her class.

Salene walked to Melda's office, confidence radiating from her short, but fit body. She wore her tight black pants, and a black hooded robe with the hood hanging down her back. When she arrived, she knocked on the door twice before peaking her head in. "Duchess, may I speak with you for a moment?"