To explain what the hell is going on, Yuri sees Kirara as a his mother in a good mood, willing to basically do anything to see that he is a good person.
Your Sweet Dreams
Kurai_wolf
Yuri nodded though someone quickly caught his attention. "If you will excuse me, I'll be right back." He said going over to where Kirara was, something about her seem very familiar. "Hello, I'm Yuri and you would be...Miss...Lee?" He asked giving her last name out, knowing it was a common enough surname even though it was complete shot in the dark. "You seem cold, Would you like something around the likes of coffee? Or something else hot to drink like Hot Cocoa?" He asked offering a drink going from how she was dressed she must have cold. He gave an uncharacteristically warm smile to her, It seemed rather out of place to any who had paid attention to him before.
Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2015 7:58 am
killer-wolf-kun
Mariko heard the multiple voices tuning them out as she played on her 3DS however, she noticed the low battery and decided to save and turning it off, putting it away. hearing someone new. She got up and decided it'd be nice to introduce herself. "Hello, My name is Mariko Hayashi, Pleased to meet you." She said having a touch of a Japanese accent as she spoke, bowing as well as a sign of respect.
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As people walked by, the small breeze and chipping of cards were heard. His mouth was a smile as the green hood rested on his head. He had the hands of a gambler, but the eyes of a true player of games. He was known around japan, and was revered before leaving to expand his knowledge and strategies. The young man smirked behind a hand full of playing cards as he looked to a group of men. "Are ya sure you're not gonna fold?" The boy muttered as he put his cards in his lap. All of the men looked to the boy and all nodded as they threw down, 3 pairs and full houses. Though when it came to the young man. He laid down the spade Royal flush. His mouth in a smile as the many people held their heads and closed their eyes. Not too long after, a small cat ran through and scooped the brown edges of the padding on the floor, until the winnings were in a makeshift bag. His hand went into his pocket as the cat leaped on his head. He chuckled lightly watching them disperse into the crowd. Not only did the young man have a win under his belt now, but extra change to do what he pleased with. As he stood, and the cat rested on his head, he held the deck of cards and placed them on the bench. "Remember, only gamble with a fresh deck." He said to himself before walking off to see who was around to play with. His mind in an array of emotions.
❤---------------❝Yes,Iamabitfluffy...❞---------------❤ Angelica giggled lightly when she saw the short girl hide behind her. She placed a gentle hand on Natalia's head, patting it lightly. Just then, Yuri quickly went off to attend to a woman with pink hair. Angelica tilted her head at his expression, he seemed familiar with this girl. Girlfriend possibly? Well, it wasn't any of Angelica's business to wonder. She turned to Natalia and took her hands softly, smiling at her. "How is my precious Natalia doing? Eating well? If not, you sure will be!" She said in an excited tone.
Mariko's ears perked up some hearing Angelica speak, she quickly looked over the plump woman and smiled a little. "Are you a good cook?" She asked softly her tail wagging slowly side to side kind of like a dog, Mariko however felt rude. "I apologize...I am Mariko Hayashi, And you would be?" She asked introducing herself.
Sophia was very shy, and was quite confused on what to do. She was not very good at approaching others... She let out a gentle sigh as she held her arms and looked around a bit. That's when a pretty cat caught her eye. She gasped lightly, the cats she had known were always very kind to bunnies! Though, her ears were away... Oh well, maybe the Cat would still be friendly? The shy girl walked over to the man in a green hood, and offered a small smile, while looking to the ground. "Um... Your cat... It's very beautiful..." She said quietly as she fiddled with her fingers a bit.
★ People seemed to already have arrived at the train station so Junpei would seem to be the last one there. Then again he had to come to a whole new country so this whole ordeal would basically mean nothing to him. Blue orbs would scan the area seeing people in their normal state and not through the eyes of God. He didn't know much about his power but he knew how to turn it on and off after years of trying to learn it. All of a sudden he would receive a letter to come to this strange school to help him better himself in his field. He approached the group of people with a smile on his face. He seemed like an ordinary teenager with no power while some others you could tell were surging with great power. This made him feel slightly intimidated but this was something he was use to considering he played national soccer. "Hello." He said. His voice was deep but soft at the same time. It was soothing on the ears like when you fell off the swing and your father would come over and tell you it would be okay before kissing your booboo to make it better. Everyone looked pretty friendly so it wouldn't seem so bad after all. Sometimes it's better to read the book than judge it by its cover.
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2015 10:10 am
Baron Barker
I have quoted you all encase you wanted to socialise
killer-wolf-kun
konaustin
Kurai_wolf
Margery Heaven
Your Sweet Dreams
King Zeus Kami
Joseline Delrose
Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄ƷMOOD ▬ ❝ Shy ❞ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄ƷLOCATION ▬ ❝ Station, Somewhere in Russia? ❞Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄ƷCOMPANY ▬ ❝ So many faces, no No one i Know yet ❞
Up until now Joseline had lived a solitary life within a cathedral. Now however she had been graced with an invite into society again, it was this chance , this opportunity that gave her butterflies in her stomach for she knew none of the faces that she encountered. Her luggage was simple and rather meager, she had decided to keep her luggage simple with only the bare necessities she needed so that she did not have to hull a great deal around. Her frail looking form indeed did not look as if it could take a lot of endurance, but she were ambitious as she walked to stand near Yusuke,
" top o the mornin..to ya, i hope our journey will be safe, I am Joseline please to meet you all to be sure, Sir..Mam's? i hope not ta be interrupting your communal chitter, i am not so used to these thing as i probably should be." She admitted embarrassed as she rolled her holdall on the ground. Her albino looks were quite pale making her look in contrast rather sickly looking compared to the array of skin tones to the others.
OutOfCatchprases → If anyone wishes to interact with her feel free to quote me
Hettie Von Hooten
۞ MOOD ▬ ❝ Calm ❞ ۞ LOCATION ▬ ❝ train station ❞۞ COMPANY ▬ ❝ Is a book company? ❞
Joseline were not the only one to travel light. Another student by the name of Hettie Van Hooten were sat upon a station bench with her nose firmly into a poetry book to which she were reciting some edgar allen poe, on her shoulder were a owl who appeared to be enjoying her reading to him , occasionally the girl would pet him causing the owl to give a sort of purr, the girl in question, Hettie were quite a strange looking girl , her hair looked with the similar markings of a owl, brown with a feather like consistency. What were more strange were her black and amber yellow eyes semi hidden behind the shades she wore though it were not enough to mask her oddness, " und Quoth the raven said nevermore..Ja who ist a cute owl yes mein beautiful bird!" she petted him again and looked up, originally when she arrived Hettie were the first to arrive having kept out of the way and engrossed in her book had failed to notice the increasing crowd .
In a bid to socialise hearing someone say hello , yet failing to put a face to a voice spoke " Hello friends , i am Hettie und this is Odus" she smiled pointing to her owl and wondered then what mischief she could muster up.
OutOfCatchprases → If anyone wishes to interact with her feel free to quote me
The sight of a bluish grey trail of smoke and the vaguely sweet scent of a cigar announced Sheila's arrival before one would really notice the girl herself. Still, at six feet tall and nearly two hundred pounds of toned , lean muscle and curves, topped with long , messy ish blonde hair, she was quite a sight on her own and not easily missed. In the cold russian air her breath fogged easily , blending almost seamlessly with an exhalation of cigar smoke, yet despite the biting cold Sheila seemed to be not the least bit bothered even in her skirt. Another puff of smoke came as she walked along the platform, wheeling her larger suitcase behind her while carrying a slightly smaller one in her free hand. It was here that she kept her personal ingredients for her cigars as well as her precious chef's tools. "Outta my way" the tall blonde grumbled as she pushed past a dark haired boy attempting to chat up a small pink haired girl before finding an empty patch of ground to stop and plant her butt on her rolling luggage as she too another drag from her cigar.
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"Stay outta my kitchen and you wont get burned"...
Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2015 12:03 pm
konaustin
Margery Heaven
Your Sweet Dreams
Yuri growled some at the woman who just barged past him without so much as a little hint of civility. "A 'please excuse me' would suffice, Thank you very much." He said to the blonde woman already beginning not to like her, He however returned his attention to the pink eyed woman he was talking to, He unzipped one of his duffel bags and took a thermos taking off the top and the cap to it and pouring her a cup of hot coffee. "Well, If you want something to warm you up, there it is." He said kindly offering her a simple gesture of well, friendship.
╔══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ "I have one thing that I always believe." "And it's something that no one can change."
Cᴏᴍᴘᴀɴʏ:"Do my thoughts count? If not, then no one." Wʜᴇʀᴇᴀʙᴏᴜᴛs: Sitting a little far away from everyone else. Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs:"Seems as if relationships are progressing already..." Eᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ Sᴛᴀᴛᴇ: Calm, content, slightly annoyed, happy
Anhalt has short, messy-like snow white hair. Hi eyes are both a blood red color, and seem to strike fear into others sometimes. He stands at 6'2", and weighs around 182 lbs. Anhalt seems like a flimsy person, but he has enough muscle to stand his ground. Mostly from sword fighting and playing/holding instruments. Though he does seem like the guy that people would feel safe around. He's also sporting six-pack abs. His clothing consists of a plain black long-sleeved shirt. With a pair of black pants, being held up by a black belt with a silver buckle. He has a pair of custom made dress shoes, and is able to walk and run easily in them while being comfortable.
Somewhere away from everyone, but not too far, was a white haired male with what seemed to be an even whiter violin in his hands. His back was turned to the hustle and bustle of the crowd, but not exactly because he was ignoring them. In simpler terms, it was easier for him to play without feeling as if he were being watched by a "crowd". Of course no one would likely be watching him, but it was a strange psychological thing. "One, two, three..." he muttered to himself before he started playing. It wasn't exactly any single tune, but more just a bunch of random notes. Sitting next to him was a slightly large suitcase, with two other cases on the side and a thin one on top of it. Of course he had gotten the letter and been told where to go, but he didn't know exactly how much he would need to pack. But since he was pretty much running away from home, he packed as much as he could. Tick... tock... oh, how that noise annoyed him so. It even made him mess up, and make a slight screeching sound. He turned slightly to face everyone and, of course, there it all was. Above their heads were times, each of which sometimes made an annoying ticking noise, like a clock did. And seeming to come out of most people's back were different colored strings. He saw a red string coming from one male to a female's, but hers was yellow going towards his own. These represent love and hate, respectively. "How one sided..." he muttered, giving a sigh and shaking his head as he turned his back to everyone again. While glancing around, he saw a few green strings here and there, of which represented friendship. Inhaling then exhaling deeply, he pushed the annoying sound from his ears. And then began to play his violin once again.
"The train station, by the pillar Izumi parked at."
Moods:
"Haughty, annoyed, secretly excited."
Thoughts:
"I guess the answer to my text is 'yes.' What'd that boy want, anyway..."
Company:
"Me, myself and I. Plus Izumi. And some peasants over yonder."
"You're more special than anyone else." ╠══════╡☣╞════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╣ "You are, really."
Kirara's eyes snapped open at the sound of approaching footsteps, giving a stern glare at the ground before she dared look up at the face of the man who spoke. Not only did he seem to know her name, he introduced himself to boot! The heiress' face grew dark, which looked somewhat frightening on a face as pretty as hers. "Do I know you?" She asked sharply, standing up to get a better look at his face. Clearly, she didn't. Was he looking for her? Was he sent by the authorities? A tall blonde woman pushed passed between them and though the absolute insolence it hinted at, she almost- almost wanted to thank her. But then again, this was Kirara Lee. She didn't thank anyone. A sound caught her attention, something both comfortingly familiar and all together annoying. She'd know that ringtone anywhere. With a quick eye she spotted Izumi and grinned with a dark chuckle. She rested her hand on her hip and shifted her weight, shaking her head at her friend's ability to sleep anywhere. Her attention was unhappily caught by Yuri again, offering her a thermos cap full of coffee. She stared at it for a second, caught off guard by the idea. Without lifting her head her eyes flicked at his face, making a sort of incidental hateful glower of suspicion. But, quickly enough she reformed her perfect smile; her former distaste was nowhere to be seen. "Thank you, but I'm afraid if I take it I'll never return it. If you'll excuse me, Yuri." She said, holding up her hands in a gesture of refusal. Before she was offered something else she grabbed her suitcases, three large and two small in all, and ran towards her sleeping friend. "Izumi~~!!" She shouted, almost looking quite pretty as she ran. That was, until she jumped and formed a flying kick right into the other girl's gut. "Wake up before you get molested, you melon monster." She said callously, straddling down straight on Izumi's stomach. "Wake up and turn off your phone, Zuzu~" She almost whined, resting her elbow's on her friend's chest.
"Because you're especially tacky." ╚═══════════════════════════════╡♋╞═══════════════════════════════╝ "You're tacky and I hate you."
Cᴏᴍᴘᴀɴʏ:"Well, I count everyone here as company!" Wʜᴇʀᴇᴀʙᴏᴜᴛs: Sitting on a solitary bench at some train station Moscow, Russia. Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs:"I feel so awkward now..." Eᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ Sᴛᴀᴛᴇ: Awkward, happy, excited
Solus has short and messy snowy white hair. His eyes seem to be either a bronze or copper color, sometimes switching between. He stands at 6'0", and weighs around 189 lbs. He has a pretty average body, with noticeable muscle, and a six-pack. He does have what seem to be tribalmarkings on his front torso, neck, and both arms. They're a dark orange color, to stand out against his skin. He has the torso tattoo of the first, with the circle on his right arm. He has the neck to chin tattoo of the second, with the same tattoos on his left arm. His clothing is brownish in color, and can be considered steampunkish. He has a vest, with the collar pointed up, and most of the top part undone. This reveals that he wears a plain black shirt underneath. His vest seems to have large open sleeves, with strange designs on the shoulders, and random accessories here and there. He also seems to have a fur cloak strapped to his vest, which he can pull the hood over his head anytime. He also wears a pair of fingerless gloves that match the color of his skin. He wears plain brown pants, with a tan colored belt around his waist. He wears plain white cleat-looking shoes, with large pads sticking out the top of them,where he sticks his feet in.
"In fact, I was always enjoyed the time with my parents."
The sound of running footsteps could be heard from about a mile away. A strangely dressed white haired male was running towards the station, a particularly large suitcase waving around in the air behind him. "Look out!" were the only words he could get out before he barreled through the wall... coming out completely find on the other side. The male wiped the debris that got on him off, looking back at the wrecked wall and giving an awkward laugh. "I... uh... I hope I don't have to pay for that." he said, giving another laugh before quietly sliding off to the side. That wasn't exactly the kind of first impression that he was hoping to give. Now everyone was probably going to think of him as some kind of delinquent. Or at least, in his mind they were. Who knows if they would even really care what just happened. He sometimes overthought things and that usually got him in a lot of trouble. Doing his best to ignore it now, he walked over to an empty bench and sat there, wondering what was going to happen now.
"It taught me that unbreakable bonds truly do exist!"
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2015 1:38 pm
Margery Heaven
Your Sweet Dreams
Yuri was a little confused her reaction to his friendliness was almost a little unexpected and yet at the same time her reaction seemed all too familiar to him. "I....Um...No, You don't...I just guessed your last name and the first one that came to mind was Lee...Since that is the most common surname..." He said in a slight and shy mumbled voice keeping his head down in shame as he spoke further. "I'm sorry Miss..." He added sounding like he was disappointed in himself, As Kirara left Yuri just looked at her. "There is something very familiar about her...But what?" He asked himself before closing the thermos and taking the cap full of coffee."Angelica, Would you be interested in some coffee?" He asked what seemed to be his new friend.
