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As Donovan entered his living room, he realized just how dirty the place was. Due to his house being fairly small, only two bedrooms and one bathroom, he constantly had stuff strewn all over. An empty pizza box sat on the island in his kitchen. That had been last night's meal. He made his way...

Donovan jumped when she yelled his name. Rubbing his head, as he felt a headache coming on, he nodded at her. At least she seemed to understand that his name was Donovan. Now to figure out how to actually talk to her. With actual sentences and stuff. He didn't want for them to communicate like...

Donovan quirked an eyebrow at Shuyel as she tried replicated his hand movements. They were off and made little sense, letting him know that she didn't know human sign language either. He sighed, leaning back onto the wall of the bathroom. How was he supposed to figure out what this girl was and...

The girl (Donovan settled on referring to is that) mimicked his tugging of his collar, which would have normally irritated him but it only confused him more. She then opened her mouth and spoke, her words harsh and foreign. He had no idea what she was saying but he caught one word: Shuyel. He...

Startled, Donovan scrambled backward as the creature climbed out of his bathtub and crashed into the wall. He cringed as the sound of her suit colliding with the wall echoed throughout the room. He scowled, a dent forming in the wall. Great. A fucking alien just damaged my bathroom. He turned...

Donovan grumbled under his breath as he got ready to clock out. Almost everyone had left the office building he worked in, as his boss asked him last minute to stay and work overtime on their latest architectural project. Normally, Donovan would have disagreed, as he hated working overtime but...

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Harrison Stones was filled with joy the day his letter from Hogwarts arrived at his home in Manchester, England. He was almost certain that he would have not been invited, due to the lack of magic he seemed to possess. His parents were wealthy and powerful magicians, and if he wasn't accepted...

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He frowned at her but nodded. He then walked past her and over to Eragon. Eragon stopped and turned around. ''Do any of you have any experience with sword-fighting?''

He followed Isa outside. ''Well what's wrong?''

Eragon frowned at her. ''I was only complementing your selection.'' He shook his head, deciding not to bother with her. ''Now that you have chosen your weapon of choice, it is time to teach you the way of the sword.'' He turned and walked out of the armory. Before walking out, Ovorion grabbed...

As Ovorion looked at the weapons, a particular sword caught his eye. It was a silver broadsword with a steel hilt. It was of a nice weight and the hilt perfectly fit in his hand. He tossed it in between his hands a couple times and smiled. ''Can I have this one?'' Eragon smiled slightly and...

Eragon motioned for them to follow him to the armory where he kept the weapons. He pushed open the wooden doors and stepped inside. An assortment of weapons lined two of the four walls, each one different than the other. ''Wow,'' Ovorion said, whistling as he looked at the weapons.

Draxyl snorted giddily and flew after Saphira. ''Yes, you do get swords,'' Eragon answered. He noticed Isa cross her arms, causing him to frown slightly. Ovorion noticing the tension between them, decided to try and make things less awkward. ''We should probably get started...''

Ovorion rose an eyebrow at Isa as he noticed the way she looked at Eragon. He shook his head, remembering what happened yesterday. Eragon ignored Isa's attitude towards him. He nodded at Saphira as she explained what they were going to be doing during their training. ''I will be teaching you...

Ovorion jumped as well, hearing Eragon's voice in his head. He followed Isa to where the courtyard was. He saw Eragon and Saphira sitting down in the middle. ''Ah,'' Eragon said, standing up. ''There you four are.'' He walked over to them and smiled. ''Are you all ready for your training?"

He laughed and continued to follow Isa down the hall, both of their dragons in tow. ''Hmm, I suppose you're right.'' He decided he would reach out to his students with his mind to direct them to the courtyard. Ovorion and Isa, make a left and then keep going straight. You can't miss it.

''You sure?'' He looked at her skeptically, not very convinced that she knew where she was going. ''Where's the fun in that?'' Eragon laughed.

Draxyl trotted beside Candaroth as they walked through the castle. Ovorion looked at Isa. ''Do you know where the courtyard is?'' Eragon smiled and rubbed the back of his neck. ''I knew I forgot to tell them something. Well, they're smart. They'll figure it out.''