Closed::Remake possible in future

Will you join?

Yes!	50.0%	[ 11 ]
No! Ugh..	22.7%	[ 5 ]
No something's missing from it	4.5%	[ 1 ]
Maybe!	22.7%	[ 5 ]
Total Votes:			[ 22 ]

[The Panda Dancer]

Hear Me Speak

♥Dance Is My Life.... ♥

♥I'm Not Like Everyone Else.... ♥

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❁ Sorceress ❁

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♥I'm Something Special..... ♥

♥It's My Soul And Voice....♥

Elina let out a small giggle when she watched the boy jump from his seat when she touched him, then asked her what class she was looking for again, his mouth filled with food. Gosh, it was pretty adorable. Though, the one thing she didn't appreciate was the stare she got from him at her hair, she watched him get so distracted by it that it made her smile fall as fast as it arrived. Yes. Her hair was naturally blue. Did he have a problem with it? She quickly grabbed her long, blue ponytail and held it close to her, biting her lip uncomfortably and looking at the ground. She didn't ask to have blue hair! Hell, it really didn't help that her bangs and other streaks were also a different color; a light sky blue that contrasted to the rest of her deep blue locks. Sometimes she loved having natural blue hair, and then there were times like these where she hated it. Stupid Sorceress genes.

Elina watched as he blushed as red as his hair and smiled a little, feeling slightly better about her oddity. She could tell he didn't mean to stare at her hair, but it happened. How could someone not? It was bright freaking blue! She smiled a little when he apologized for freaking out and shook her head as if to say 'don't mention it.' By now, she should've been pretty used to people spazzing out at the looks of her. It was only natural. She was just about to open her mouth to ask if he really was going to help her, but he quickly cut her off and answered her question instantly. Though, it didn't make her feel any better when he said that he had never been to the classroom before. 'Great, I chose the one guy who doesn't know where my class is..... Smooth Elina... Smooth....' She thought to herself with a deep sigh. Today was just not her day.

Elina again opened her mouth to say something to him, but he cut her off once more by opening his bag and pulling out his own map. How in the world was he capable of reading that thing?! She couldn't even read it! But hey, she wasn't going to say anything. If he could help her find her class, she wouldn't protest to any of his strange methods. She smiled widely when he said he knew where her class was now and clapped her hands with joy. Plus, he said he could take her to her class! Today wasn't so hopeless! "Oh good! Thank you so much!" She said happily, feeling so relieved that she was finally going to get to class after all.

Elina smiled politely when he said his name, giggling at how energetic he was about his introduction. How adorable! She was just about to say her own name, when he said something that really made her uncomfortable. Her hair. Yes, she knew it was strange. She was born with it, she lived with it, she saw it every damn day! Plus, it didn't help that he was laughing at her too. Gee, what a great self esteem booster. She looked down awkwardly, looking at her feet with a frustrated look and sighed. 'Stupid blue hair... Nothing but a curse...' She thought to herself, cursing her parents for being magic. Couldn't she just have red hair like her brother?! Was that too hard to ask for?! She looked back up at him when he tried to apologize and tell her that it was interesting. Well..... That was a first. She had gotten freaky, scary, unnatural, and odd before but never interesting. She smirked at him and laughed, seeing how flustered he was and shook her head again. "Well.... Thanks.... I guess. Yeah, I know my hair is blue. I was born with it and no matter how hard I've tried to fix it, it always stays blue. No hair dye works for me. Plus, the lighter bangs doesn't help my situation very much either. But did you know your eyes are iridescent green and are unnaturally bright? But hey, they're interesting." She said back to him playfully, teasing him about his remarks. She wasn't trying to be mean, she just had an odd sense of humor.

Elina giggled a little stuck out her to him, trying to make amends for all the awkwardness. Well, she might as well befriend him after all these odd remarks between them. God, he was hyper. "I'm Elina June Roulet. I'm new here, so thanks for helping me. Should we get going? I mean we might be late for our classes." She said sweetly, giving him a small smile. She picked up her bags and motioned him to come, without him she'd be very lost.

Kira Karasu

[Kira Karasu]

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Location:Started in the Dining Hall, ended up on the 3rd floor landing.
Company:Elina
Activity:Trying to get to class!
Mood:Embarrased

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Gabriel had upset her, hadn't he? He knew it! Still he didn't understand why most girls were so particular with how their hair looked. As for his own hair, well lets just say that, thanks to his father's genes, it was a wild mess. Its like his hair had a life of it's own! It would fall where it pleased and no matter what Gabe did to it, it never listened. Of course that didn't mean that Gabe didn't at least run a brush or a comb through it everyday. He had to keep it from tangling up, but he didn't try and style it or anything like that. Mostly because he didn't have the patience for it and didn't especially care how it looked. Though Gabriel could remember several times where his little sister had tried braiding flowers into the longer pieces of his hair, that was, when he was patient enough to let her. Still he never let the flowers stay in his hair for very long, he'd always end up pulling them out after she was done.

The boy took a second to glace at a clock stuck on one of the walls, he realized how late it was starting to get,"Mmmhmm! We should probably get going!,"Gabe hopped up from his seat, quickly making sure his shirt didn't have any food crumbs on it and also checking the seat of his black cargo pants weren't dirty with something he might have sat in. Of course there was nothing there. He looked up to see her motion to him, he saw it as a cue to lead the way, "Alright! Let's go~!," Gabe snapped his fingers and pointed in the correct direction. Some students close by saw the little gesture and giggled quietly, but the bright eyed boy didn't pay any attention and began to walk. The map was in his hand, but he hadn't looked back to it yet, instead as he walked he always looked to the blue haired girl, who now had a name! He had nodded his head after she had introduced herself noting that he would make sure to remember the name,"Elina, huh? That has a nice sound to it!," he now complimented, stepping up to the first step of the staircase where he had led her.

Gabe decided to get the topic of his eyes out of the way before returning to talk about Elina's hair. He didn't think his eyes were that big of a deal, "Oh yeah about what you said before," he paused, "I got my mom's eyes!," he exclaimed with a big grin on his face. Actually he was quite proud to have such brightly colored eyes, even more so because his sister always complained why she hadn't received eyes like those. He loved seeing her jealousy pouting, it was really cute! Other than his mother, Gabe hadn't seen anyone else with green eyes quite as bright as his,"Why would you want to fix your hair? I think you should be proud to have blue hair!,", Gabe nodded his head before looking back at the Elina fixing his eyes onto hers. "Your hair reminds me these really pretty blue flowers I saw once," Gabe smiled softly, but soon after his jaw dropped when he finally understood what he had just said. Technically he had just called her pretty. Not that she wasn't, its just it must be weird to recieve a compliment like that one when they had just met, "Ack! I didn't mean that!," he said, jumping about an arms distance away from her, "Wait! No! Not that your not pretty, its just...," he shook his head trying to find the right words. Really he had no idea what to say anymore.

By then they were already on the landing of the third floor, where Gabe had stopped.If they didn't continue soon they might be late to their first class but Gabe was more concerned with the statement he had just made. He always did tend to blurt out whatever came to his mind before questioning whether it was the right thing to say or not, something Gabe always regretted doing. When he would blurt things out like this he would always seem to apologize after, if it wasn't something he found right to say. People really just had to get used to it though. Especially those rude and sometimes very personal questions he tended to ask once friends with someone, still he wasn't afraid to ask a bunch of regular questions to anyone. He'd ask anything he could think of and would, after the conversation of Elina's hair died out, probably ask why she was here at this school in the first place. He wondered what kind being she was, for this was a school for irregular humans. Elina didn't look at all like some scary demon or any other being he could think of. Still Gabriel had only seen pictures of other beings in books, never one in real life. So he wasn't very sure if they did look as scary, creepy, or strange as they did in stories. Seeing as he still hadn't seen very many strange looking students or teachers for that matter.

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OOC: Ah yeah hope this all works >< Umm... sorry if I went a little too fast with their walking, anyway I just wanted to get them started and away from the cafeteria, I can change it if you like. o .o

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xAdam leaned back in his chair, his eyes trailing up the walls to the ceiling. If he had heard about Somnium Academy earlier, he'd have arrived the second he turned fourteen. The time spent learning math and English history was a waste of time, and it was painful to think about. Adam sighed heavily, lowering his gaze towards the table in front of him. I'll make up the time I wasted, he thought. It shouldn't be too difficult to catch up on reading more important things, and it only had to be research on himself. Figuring that it was best not to be too distraught about his lack of knowledge, Adam huffed and glanced at the clock on the wall. It was nearly time for class, and it'd be awful if he were late for his first lesson.

The second he decided to leave the library, Adam was bumped into. Not expecting this, he quickly shot out of his seat and faced the disturbance. A girl with a mass of pale tangled hair stood before him, her cheeks slightly flushed. She had a slim figure, and looked frail. Adam knew that there was a possibility that she had a remarkable ability, so he chose not to judge. Although... she seemed easy to break. Allowing the moment to examine her, he smiled.
"It's fine, no need to apologise." He said, glancing at the book hugged to her chest. Perhaps she was doing some researching of her own. "Magnificent, isn't it?" He let himself share his admiration, scratching the back of his neck.

Adam turned to face the clock again, 8:00. He still had some time to loiter before heading to class. Looking back at the girl, he suddenly became more curious at what she could do. It was strange, he had never been so interested in someone other than himself before. It was as if he entered a world worth knowing about.
"My name is Adi," He began, pushing in his chair. "May I know yours?" He asked sweetly, a small smile on his lips.

[ [ hello. eeeuugb.. i'm so sorry for these tiny posts guys. i've let myself go! must type as much as i can! ^ - ^; ] ]

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[Burakkimon]

R I N G R I N G

First period has officially started and everyone should be in their first class! You better hurry if your not in class already!

[Princess Sarcelle]

♖ ≥ Chloe Sirena Dimitrus

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Chloe wasn't very nosey about people,knowing well enough that she wouldn't answer most questions If they were too..proding.It was embarrassing to share too much of her personal life,In all honesty.But Odette seemed to have no problem asking away to whatever she wanted to know,never hessitating,mind you.She admired her for that,that brash impulse that she actually wished to have more of,yet she's the sort to weigh out every chance when considering something,even as small as a question,really have no clue If the other will take offense,she liked that In her,such bravery from someone of her stature.Not to mention,even If her answer was mediocre as could be,Odette seemed interested as If she was explaining some sort of complex math equation. "England" She replied with a lofting giggle In thought.Her's was rather straightfoward she assumed,yet In reality I could've either been from a household of wealth,since most people like that tended to have some sort of "old-world charm" accent In their voice,or she coul've been from Australia or something,since the two are easily mistaken. "Your's Is French right?But It's different from any I've heard." She explained.She'd spoken with a few people from France In her time,the accent was maybe the most acknowledgable there was.But It struck different somehow,like a secret ingredient In a familiar recipe that made all the world of difference.It caused her voice to sound quite exotic,In comparisson to so many other less mysterious ones.

She nodded In comprehension as Odette explained the brand.She'd never heard of It before,since well,she wasn't a real cosmetic-expert,despite living In a house bursting with women,she'd never heard of the label before.But from what Odette described It at,she might like In.Rose was never one of her favored scents,having fallen In a few rose shrubs In her childhood.She'd take her word for It though,not to seem naive,but having a trust for those who've done nothing against her,and from what she could tell,Odette was maybe the nicest,most uncatty girl she'd ever met,especially considering they were both In highschool.There was a genuine nature she had that couldn't be avoided,let alone hated,that sort of attribute shouldn't,by a fiend,maybe,but that was really pushing It. "Sounds lovely!" She exclaimed,spring was one of her favored seasons,bringing most of her favorite scenets and sports with It,and being fresh Is a good thing,so she knew.She didn't mind the rain,loving It more than the heat of the summer when It came down to It.She did prefer the cold over all else,even If she couldn't go outside without wearing two jackets,especially In England,If she had a choice,she'd rather be up to her neck In snow that melting on the sidewalk.

Her voice let out a laugh before settling with looking over to the silver haired girl,or where she was before a crowd of teens covered the image."That would be hillarious,but If It were the case,It might've turned out really bad!" She answered with yet another laugh of her own.She wasn't sure what woudl've given her such an out of the box impression,but It was worth a laugh,although she'd thought on her own of how come that girl had sent them such a bothered look for no apparent reason,Odette's was much better when you're being honest.An affair,or Chloe stealing her boyfriend?!It was outragious,but caused her a good thought,since she'd never really had an actual boyfriend,maybe an aquaintance,friend or something,but It never lasts long,gossip got In the way most of the time,despite that being saddening,It was true,not that It ever got her mad,fact being,they were right about 75% of the time,It just left her on the other side of the fence more than not.It bothered her how people couldn't see through appearances and persona,but that was another reason for her to leave It behind.She could just hope humans here were much more..understanding of her unusual appetite.

"Cross my heart." She promised with an assuring smile over to Odette as she waited for her to continue.She never seemed to even take a breath before the reason came to an end.It explained alot,actually.She pegged her as that spiritual type,being much to light to be a real spiteful person,so she imagined,and knew that It wasn't far off.Part of her went out to this poor girl who couldn't control her mind or who she was listening to,Chloe could get that If anyone could,even If she had a much better grasp of her powers,It was a difficult power to keep In check,telekenesis,or whatever people catagorized It.That didn't seem to make a world of difference to any under that genre,though.Some could hold It,some couldn't.She was In luck being capable of choosing who she wanted to take control of and when,but Odette spoke of having trouble with that.."All good things come In time." It was a law she knew well,and It wasn't just some hog-washed saying,It was very much true,irregardless to how much sense any of this school made,It was a simple fact she could depend on,that everything would be alright,even If the details went wrong,In the grand scheme not much else made awhole difference.

Soon a ringing sound echoed through the gigantic room.She would've guessed It to be someones phone,but It didn't sound to be,fact being It was as loud as everyones voice combined,If not louder,and It was coming from one of the hidden yet audible speakers throughout the room.It was the beggining of first period,which was the start of a new,and the end of such a wonderful conversation she was having with Odette,one of the few she could call a friend,even If It was soon,she could tell that there would be no back-stabbing,or crossing to be had,so she hoped for,but highschool could be a very curious time.She felt sure of herself,but sometimes she wasn't so confident In how much she knew of the world,being alive for a mere flash,seventeen years. "Guess It's first period,yeah?Where're you going?" She asked,taking a glance of her own down at the schedule she had In one of her pockets In her jeans.Fourth floor,Psychology.Sounded like a bleeding blast If you asked her.She had taken It when she began college last year,or highschool where she came from,although It started a year later than most,all newcomers being sixteen at most.She wasn't sure who to expect In her class or what of the teacher,being late by a minute or so wouldn't make a difference,she could tell that,being that It was their first day and still quite early,some leniency.Plus she wasn't In a hurry,talking was what she did,especially for getting out of trouble.

[youLOVEamelia]

♚█┋how come no one t o l d me

「all throughout h i s t o r y」

the l o n e l i e s t people ♙⇉ were the ones who always spoke the t r u t h ?


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Odette was extremely pleased to hear that her new friend was from England. “Oh! How lovely! England has so many different accents. I to London when I was a little girl and I couldn’t believe how many different accents I heard just walking down the street,” she said with a bright smile. She couldn’t imagine living in England, knowing that parts of it were victim to weeks of rain and dreary weather. Odette secretly preferred her home in Paris to that in Berlin, Germany, but not because Berlin was rainy. It was more because Paris was far livelier. She was never want for something to do. Of course, many would say the same of Berlin. Odette would argue that the pleasures she found being in Paris outweighed those in Berlin. But if she had a friend like Chloe living in England, she was sure some summer trips to England would be in order. Ooh! How exciting it was to have school friends from so many different places. She couldn’t wait to have a whole gaggle of people to write letters to during their holidays.

One thing that was easy to notice about Chloe was that she was very smart. Upon listening to Odette’s accent, she could tell that there was something other than French going on there. “You’re right on the mark! I usually live in Paris but I’ll spend months at a time at our other home in Berlin. My mother was a pretty popular German supermodel. She moved to Paris to do a campaign for Jean Paul Gautier, and then she met my father. So they fell in love and got married and had way too many kids, but I’m the youngest so I’m not complaining,” she said with a giggle. She couldn’t imagine having eight children like her mother had somehow managed, but she wouldn’t be here with Chloe if the woman had decided to do otherwise. “She taught all of us German, French , and English. I can still remember her forcing us to list German dative prepositions: aus, auβer, bei, mit, noch, seit, von, zu!” She laughed again at the memories of her and her brothers racing to finish the list first and then laughing as they all got tongue-tied. “I came up with this way of remembering them. When I was in ballet class, I would recite them as we practiced at the bar. For each count, I would say one preposition. But then I could only remember them if I did pliés and rond de jambes! Eventually, I learned though.”

Odette smiled when Chloe exclaimed about how lovely the perfume sounded. It was lovely! “Yes, and now whenever I decide to buy it I’ll think of my new friend Chloe!” she said with another giggle. She probably would too. It was very nice of Chloe to listen so very closely to what Odette was saying. Odette was used to people simply letting her talk on since she was a bit of a rambler, but not truly listen to her. Most of the time, they probably figured she wouldn’t even notice, but she did. She noticed the vacant looks at some unreadable angle. But Chloe was very focused on the words that she said. It was nice.

It was a relief when Chloe laughed at the outlandish stories Odette had concocted in her head about the silver-haired girl who wasn’t very happy with them. Most people probably would have been offended had Odette inferred that they were in some homosexual relationship. But not Chloe. She simply thought it too funny. Odette laughed with her over it. “Yeah, I guess she would have given us more than a dirty look if you’d done something like that, huh? It would have been a fun scene to watch though,” she said, smiling. It certainly would have been more fun to watch than anything Odette had experienced in her life. She’d been in a few relationships, none lasting more than a month or two. There had been a few boys, maybe a girl or two, as Odette didn’t put much stock in gender. But none of them had been that passionate, true love, the kind that made you want to fight for its honor and validity.

Chloe really seemed to listen intently as she explained her dilemma and wisely answered that she ought to give it time. It was easy to agree with this assessment. “Yeah, I know. The weird thing is that the only time I can really close my mind off is when I’m dancing. I think it’s because I’m concentrating so hard on what my body is doing. Every other time it’s like a barrage of voices coming at me and I can’t even tell whose is whose. My brain hurts just thinking about it!” she said, holding onto her scalp dramatically. There was still the lingering twinge of pain in her head, even now that the voices had died down. Talking with Chloe really seemed to help with that too. She wondered what it was about the girl, that made it just a little bit easier to ignore the voices coming at her.

But then the bell rang throughout the entire dining hall, causing students to begin their mad rush to the first class of the day. Odette looked to Chloe as she gathered her belongings and made to dispose with whatever food was left on her plate. “I’ve got Human and Supernatural Relations first. What about you?” she asked. She doubted she would be lucky enough to end up in the same class as her new friend, but that was okay. “Hey, we should totally meet up for lunch!” she said, looking forward to the period between classes when they could relax again. She’d originally been planning to find the auditorium so she could practice dancing a little bit, but it was the first day of school. What better time was there to make new friends, right? They had to forge these new friendships quickly!



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[Faaeri]

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❧Her deep brown eyes followed his gaze for a few moments. Slightly Noah nodded her head. She wasn't really accustomed to speaking to males. It's not that she didn't want to... she just never really had the experience, and it seemed as though the ignored her presence. So for those few moments she stood quitely. Finally her gaze broke from his and she looked down to admire the book in her hands. It was a beautiful book. The cover seemed to have a violet-ish haze to it. The book red Wicked Lovely. And had a pair of porcelain looking hands holding what seemed to be a fragile flower. "Oh, yes... I really do enjoy reading..." she looked back up at the boy and smiled.

He wasn't that much taller than her, though he had almost the complete opposite shade of hair. A dark chocolate brown that for some reason seemed almost nice to her. The students here at this school all seemed to have oddly coloured hair. Not that she minded, it's just that it was different and it made her feel a bit better. Brushing her loose curls from her shoulder she smiled sweetly when he had given her a name. "Adi is a very interesting name... though I am guessing that it would only be a nickname of course." the matter-of factly voice was very warm and kind. "Though I am afraid that my name isn't as interesting..." she turned to push in a chair that seemed out of place.

"My names Noah." she turned back to him. She had already known this school was for different races. Most of them she could sense and others were very hard to distinguish but Adi seemed different. Admiring him for a moment she held up a finger to him as if to say one moment. For a few seconds she concentrated on his aura.. which was a deep blue with flecks of silver. It was pretty rare to find such a well- balanced aura but she shrugged it off when she looked at him oddly and tilted her head. "...I know it is an odd question and a bit straight forward.. but, you seem lonely." her eyes flashed a grey for a moment and quickly made it's self its usual colour.

Before she could say anything more the bell began to ring and Noah jumped. She was a bit startled by how loud it had been but she made a small note to herself that she would remember that they were loud. Turning on her heel she looked back at Adi and smiled. "Would you like to walk with me?" again the same kind tone that seemed so normal. She had always been sweet to everyone, but it seemed as though this boy preffered to be alone... it just kind of danced in his aura and she could tell almost instantly that he needed a friend. She had met people like that before, and they clearly told her that they didn't want friends but she just felt the need to make sure they were happy. So extending her delicate hand for him to take she looked at him with her usual sweet gaze.

[O.O.C: I'm sorry, if there is something wrong with the post just ell me ^ ^]

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xAdam followed her gaze, spotting the cover of the book in her hands. It looked more fiction than information based, but he didn't allow that to worry him. There had to be about a million books here, and not all of them could be mere stories. Of course, Adam was one for a bit of light reading himself. It was just there seemed to be something more worth focussing on now. When the girl spoke, Adam found himself looking back at her. She was only an inch taller, and you could barley tell the difference.
"As do I," He smiled back.

"I much prefer Adi than Adam." He muttered under his breath, and perhaps a little too quietly. It was true, Adam detested his real name. It was far too average for someone like himself. For a boy like Adam, he deserved a name far more superior than a common Englishman. Before he was adopted, he had no name. His parents explained it to him three years ago in March. The thought relieved him a little, because he knew there was a possibility that he had a far suitable title. What got him down though, was the fact that he'd never really know what it was. That's why he gave himself the nickname, Adi. It wasn't the most unique name, but it'd have to do. What's in a name? It was something he thought of often, yet it still wasn't very comforting. Realising he must've looked a little depressed, Adam erased his frown to a more blank expression.

"Noah," He repeated, looking at her. It was indeed an average name, but he hadn't heard of it much back home. "You have a lovely name." He smiled, leaning his back on the chair he was previously sitting on. Adam blinked when Noah held up a finger, requiring a moment. He nodded, and watched her concentrate on... on something. Intrigued, Adam found himself staring at whatever she was doing. She couldn't have just frozen for no good reason, Noah had to be doing something involving her abilities. As Adam watched, he was surprised at what she said after. Her eyes switched to a dull grey for a split second, and then vanished back into it's original shade. Bewildered, Adam stood there, his smile gone.

The short silence was interrupted by an alarming 'ring ring', which caught Adam off guard. Pulling his back away from the chair, his eyes shot towards the clock on the wall. It was indeed the time to head to class. He still had a wide eyed expression, but quickly replaced it. Adam nearly jumped at the sound of Noah's voice, and quickly turned to look at her. He narrowed his eyes to her outstretched arm, her hand asking for his.
"Sure," He started, already calm from the recent event. "I have English on the fourth floor." said Adam knowingly, taking Noah's hand in his. He wasn't sure why he allowed her to touch his hand, he was never one to have much physical contact with people. But like always, things such as this didn't matter. It was like a dream, and nothing ever mattered in dreams.

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[Faaeri]

MoonHush

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❧"Everyone has a name... but each name has a story to tell." she pointed out quietly. Adam was a very nice name, and it suited him nicely; but he didn't seem to think so. This time he took her hand and she smiled back at him. Her hand was cool against his, proving the theory of her always being cold. They began to walk out of the library. "Great... I have English aswell..." she found herself gazing at the art on the walls again. She didn't really think much of holding his hand, she had always been the motherly figure type so it had been just like if she were guiding a small child. Though, out of all honesty she wasn't quite sure where the class had been.

Leaving go of his hand for a moment she stopped in her tracks and pulled a map out of her pocket. "Oh, I see. We're not that far, but we may be a bit late." she looked up at him and stood there for a few moments. She wasn't sure but he had seemed almost emotionless. He was pretty much a puzzle that needed to be solved. Still she smiled, "If I am making you uncomfortable please tell me, Adi." she gently took his hand again and began walking towards their classroom.

There was a thick silence hanging around her, it seemed almost as though deep down Noah was battling with herself to find the right words. It wasn't nice to ask people odd questions, it was considered rude. "My mother had always called me by my middle name though... which is Charlotte." the thought of her mother made her feel a bit sick to her stomach as she looked to the floor. She wasn't sure why she had said that, but it seemed like a way to make him talk. He was very interesting and it seemed to make her even more curious with his silent aura.

"Oh... I'm sorry for awhile ago, It's just, well, you seem so distant and calm... and I know it's almost like intruding but your aura is well... very visible to me." she stopped infront of their classroom. She was right too. Some auras were faded... yellows and oranges... some even bright pinks. But blue and silvers were hard to come by... and even so not even this vibrant. "I know I am not the most interesting of people but I would very much like to be your friend, Adam." she smiled sweetly as she opened the door and left it open for him.

There had only been a few students in the classroom and Noah took her seat closest to the window. Looking back at Adam through the classroom door she smiled in a come-over kind of way. Taking the small pastel coloured bag off her back she pulled out a cute looking scribbler that seemed to have already been written in.

[O.O.C: If theres anything you want me to change... I will change ^ ^]

[Ashuka]

●тнιs ιs тнє и α м є Ramylle ∂σиˣт ω є α я ιт συт

Ramylle sat in a stature like position with both Remilia and Emily on each side of them. You could say that his expression appeared much like a gargoyle as he become as solid as concrete. Clearly it seemed as if he did not harbor any thoughts on departing but of course this was only on the outer side. Inside the teenager fought with himself and his emotions, to leave his sisters alone while he goes off to another place was unheard of and yet here he was. Emily, the youngest of three had leaned against him with not a single word to say. What could either of them really say? Ramylle had chosen this path after all, he wished to take his studies into a different route and that meant leaving both his beloved sisters and his...lack of a better word...father.

It was five minutes till six when the alarm on his phone went off. Due to the chiming the siblings all shot up a bit. It was really time for them to say their goodbyes. Ramylle inwardly sighed, allowing the air to slide out of his parted lips in a depressed fashion. Feelings arm warm around his arms the teen turned to his left to see that Remilia, the middle child of the three, she clung tightly to him. Unlike Emily, her face shown a bright expression. Following suit Emily mimicked her older sister and clung unto his right arm. Glancing over to her Ramylle felt his slender face warm up.

“You two are quite troublesome you know” Was that really all he could say? Possibly. Pushing himself up from them he stepped forward. Lowering his head slightly Ramylle brought his left hand to his face. Pushing his glasses up on the arch of his nose he continued “I should go”. Although there had been more to say he proceeded to gather his belongings, tossing one of the bags over his shoulder. Instantly both of his siblings were at his side. Fumbling with him they took his things from him and started off towards the platform. Sighing inwardly he actually allowed them to do so. Following behind him the blond examined some of the passengers. Each of them seemed to be gathering closure from their families. Some of them would be departing together, others would be venturing off alone. At least many of them had family.

‘Hm.. this would be the last time I see them for a year’

As the reached the platform Ramylle could hear one of the men calling for all passengers to board the train. “Tch” escaped his lips without his consent. Remilia tilted her head before playfully smacking the back of his head. A small giggle emitted from the two girls as they sauntered over towards one of the train employees. Providing him with Ramylle’s luggage they returned to their older brother. From the train came a loud whistle. Time to depart. Both girls glanced at one another before looking at Ramylle. “Erm. I’m not good at this mushy stuff so...” placing his hands on the top of their head he ruffled it a bit before making his way to the open train door. Before he could enter he was asked to show his ticket. Reaching into his back pocket he felt around for the ticket but it was no where to be found. With an embarrassed expression plastered on his face he turned back to see Emily holding it. Motion for her to come over and give it to him she shook her head slowly.

Another sigh escaped his lips before he returned to his youngest sister. Bending over a bit he allowed himself to be just a bit lower to look in her eyes. Easily he could tell that she did not wish for him to leave. Unfortunately time was running short for them to say their goodbyes. “Look I’ll be back before you know it. Cheer up you” with that he placed a quick kiss on the top of her head. Sliding the ticket out of her delicate hands Ramylle gave a final smile before boarding the train. “Try and be nice to others brother” The doors closed after she spoke. Finally, he would be able to live away from his father.

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The ride itself was not too bad to say the least. Perhaps because the blond slept most of the time. After what seemed like minutes to him he had arrived. One of the employees on the train had awaken him from his slumber as he was the last to get off. Groggily lifting from his seat he ventured out of the train. It had appeared someone had already taken the liberty of gathering his things and setting them on the platform. How nice of them. Rolling his eyes he knelt down to retrieve his items. With both of his belongings in his possession Ramylle searched for a map to find his way out.

‘Finally. I’m beat. If it would have taken any longer I probably wouldn’t have made it’ He mentally laughed as he approached the school. After what appeared like hours to him the blond finally made sufficient progress and found his way out of the station and to his final destination. Somnium Academy. Veering up the staircase he entered into the front doors. Alright, he finally did it. “Now what” he expressed without much thought. Students filled the halls as he proceeded further inside. Many of them seemed to be in a hurry. Was he late for something? Arching his eyebrows into a frown he searched for one of them to question. None of them seemed approachable. The words ‘be nice’ rang in his head. His expression soften from the thought. Shaking his head Ramylle strolled over to one of the boards on the wall. Examining it momentarily he concluded that the dormitories were the best place to go to.

With a swift turn Ramylle gathered where the male's dorms could be. Noticing that many of the boys were coming towards him he proceeded in their direction. The school itself was rather interesting just from the hallway. Unlike his rather poor excuses of educational study facilities, this place held a certain quality above the rest. Noting that the numbers on some of the rooms had jumped into the one hundred and eighties, Ramylle felt slightly at ease. To his surprised he did go in the right direction. Least that was a start.

'192, 194, 196,' Turning to the other side of the hallway he noticed the odds were there. One ninty seven. Quickly Ramylle reached the door. Grasping the knob he twisted it clockwise and pushed. As the door open the blond took both bags and flung them into the room. Without a question he shut the door and wiped his hands. "You're going to be late for first period" One of the boy students said as they walked back towards the main hallway. Ramylle didn't need to have someone tell him this. Slipping his fingers into his front pockets he followed behind the boys. Hopefully they were going to the same place he was. Where was he going again anyway?

'Martial arts correct? I don't remember. Bleh'

Oh Oh Cee: Took long enough due to distractions (known as work)

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[Burakkimon]

crying This roleplay is closed. Please refer to the most recent post in the OOC thread. Thank you all who joined and gave it a chance.