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 Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2016 12:28 pm
Xeno Zavier
Mesiter
3rd Year
DWMADWMADWMADWMADWMA  Xeno nods to Sora as he begins to walk towards her. "Sure, so what type are you hmm?" he says as he stops next to SOra and smiles as he waits for a response.
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2016 12:44 pm
 Sora Komatsu In response, Sora changed into her fan form, with the two eyes painted on it staring at him in anticipation. She felt like she was going to throw up she was so scared.
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2016 12:50 pm
Xeno Zavier
Mesiter
3rd Year
DWMADWMADWMADWMADWMA Xeno watches as Sora turns into a Fan. Xeno then catches the fan in his right hand and looks at it carefully, seeing the two eyes looking back at him. "This is pretty cool." he says feeling the lightness and easy mobility of the Fan. "Thats perfect for my style of fighting." Xeno says looking at the two eyes on the fan. He then stretched out his hand letting Sora turn back to her original form. "i would ask to show me what you can do, but we can do that later. Im kinda hungry, you like Dangos?" Xeno asks while and stood there to wait for her response.
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2016 1:14 pm
Sora Komatsu Sora smiled. "I do." She smoothed off her skirt and straightened her hair.
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2016 1:19 pm
Xeno Zavier
Mesiter
3rd Year
DWMADWMADWMADWMADWMA Xeno smirks as she says "I do." and with that Xeno grabs her by the hand and takes her to the exit. "LETS GO EAT DANGOS." Xeno says while taking Sora out of the front gate heafding to the city.
EXIT
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2016 10:54 pm
F'ryan Coblebay
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F'ryan pushed through the front doors, drawing pad in the crook of his arm. As the sunlight hit him, he smiled broadly while he crossed over to an open table. Not that that was an issue. It seemed like he was the only one out on the patio at the current moment in time. Dropping himself into a chair, he leaned back in it and raised his feet onto the edge of the table in front of him, placing his drawing pad in his lap. Sighing happily at the warmth of the day and finally escaping the confines of the classroom, F'ryan glanced around as he thought of something to draw. Pencil in hand he tapped the paper as he slowly started to sketch a shape out.
As he sketched, his mind went over what they had learned in class. It was a lot of history and not that appealing to him. He preferred the physical side of learning things and was always excited when they trained in combat or their Meister abilities. Not that he excelled in any abilities yet. When they had tested to see if any meisters were able to do souls perception, he had failed miserably. Not that that bothered him. If it came to a time where they needed that ability, he'd just team up with another meister that had one. Granted, he'd have to find a partner first before going on missions. Raising a shoulder in a half shrug he leaned back further in his chair, in danger of toppling back as he stretched his arms over his head with a yawn.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2016 4:02 pm
 GιseʟʟexxBeʟʟeʀose I'll make sure my friends won't get hurt... ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
The doors to the entrance of the academy opened as Giselle made her way back inside after being away for what seemed like an eternity. She thanked the person who helped her get up the stairs before rolling her way towards the open patio. She was hoping to sit here for a while while waiting to see if everything about her re-admission into the academy had gone through completely. She was pretty paranoid of them changing their minds about letting in a first year student with such a gaping disadvantage, but she hoped that eventually, they would be proven wrong.
The weapon pushed open the door to find that another person was already there. A male with dark red hair lounging about in a chair without a care in the world. He looked to be preoccupied with a little drawing practice that he was doing, of what Giselle did not know. Still, she was in a good mood and figured that he would enjoy some conversation. "Bonjour, Monsieur." She greeted F'ryan, her thick French accent on display for all those present or listening to their just budding conversation. "What are you drawing today? I've always wanted to try and draw, but to no avail. I am not artistically gifted, I zuppose." She gave a friendly smile and rolled her wheelchair closer towards the boy.
But who will protect me?...
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2016 12:44 am
F'ryan Coblebay
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F'ryan raised his head as he heard someone with a pronounced french accent talk. He flopped his head backwards to look at who was talking and was greeted with the sight of a blond haired woman sitting in a wheel chair, rolling her way towards him. A big smile spread across his face as he raised his hand to wave at her enthusiastically. Thinking to bring his feet off the table so he could turn to her, he didn't wait to lean forward again. This resulted in his chair falling backwards. With an 'Oof' his chair tipped all the way over, clattering as he fell over with the chair. Pencil scattering away from him somewhere and his drawing pad landing on his face he laughed. Scrambling to his feet, he picked up his paper and did a quick glance about for his pencil. Not finding it he shrugged and picked up the chair and placed it upright.
Leaning against the table this time instead of taking a seat, F'ryan said to the woman rolling towards him, "Definitely not my finest moment right there. Oh well. I was just sketching my Father while I let my mind wander over what we had covered in class." Waving his hand in the air he continued, "Not everyone is artistically gifted in the ways of drawing, however it's not the only 'art' out there! Drawing is just one of them! Plenty of other things to be talented in!" He patted his drawing pad that he placed on the table, "But anyways, who are you? Wait. That's not the correct way of doing things. I'm F'ryan Coblebay, 2nd year Meister at this wonderful institution," He sketched a small bow as he continued, "Who might you be? Yes. That was definitely better that time around." He stopped talking and looked at her expectantly, with a happy smile on his face.
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2016 11:54 am
GιseʟʟexxBeʟʟeʀose I'll make sure my friends won't get hurt... ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
Unfortunately, the boy seemed a bit too eager to talk to her, leaning forward and managing to force his chair to fall backwards, Giselle frowning in a worried fashion as she offered her hand for him to take for support. "Are you okay, Monsieur?" Thankfully, he didn't seem to be too affected by his little tumble and immediately stood back up. Her expression softened, though still hoping that he had not hurt himself.
As he explained what he was sketching, the female slowly allowed her worry to fully dissipate while listened to what he was saying he was sketching. It was apparently a picture of his father, or was until she had come and introduce herself. He then spoke about trying different outlets of art besides drawing. Giselle hated to admit it, but he did have a point. Drawing wasn't the only option when it came to creative output. There were other things that were pretty good at satisfying that desire to create found inside every person. Finally, he introduced himself as F'ryan Cobblebay, a meister on his 2nd year here. She bowed in her chair, careful not to tip herself over. "Bonjour, Monsieur Cobblebay. It is nice to meet you." She smiled back at the boy while introducing herself. "I am Giselle Bellerose, a once 2nd year weapon at zee academy until my 'ospitalization required me to stay the remainder of zee year zhere. You can see why zhat was necessary." The french girl said, motioning towards her wheelchair. "Zo here I am, returning to zee academy as a first year once more."
But who will protect me?...
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2016 12:24 pm
F'ryan Coblebay
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Listening as Giselle introduced herself, he glanced down briefly at the chair when she motioned to it and then back up to her face. Crossing his legs at the ankle's and placing his hands on the edge of the table he briefly thought of what to say, which didn't take long at all. "That sounds mighty unfortunate to have to start from scratch again like that." Pausing F'ryan cringed as he went over what he just said. Hitting himself lightly on the forehead with his left hand he said, "Please don't take offense. I definitely did not thing that one through before that left my mouth." He looked down at his feet for a moment while he thought of a thing to say that wouldn't make him seem like a complete idiot. Glancing up at her he asked, "Let's try that again and try and ignore the fact that I'm digging a hole for me to jump into. I'm going to pretend I'm not sounding like a complete idiot to the nice lady I just met... Which would probably help if I stopped rambling on."
F'ryan let out a sigh as he ran a hand through his hair, pushing his bangs out off his forehead, "Well er.. Nice weather we're having, isn't it? Yea that was corny. Doesn't matter if it's true either. Better than being indoors in the stuffy classrooms and dorm rooms. I'm just going to shut my mouth now before I say something I regret." He trailed off with a sheepish smile and toyed with the rings around his neck.
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2016 4:52 pm
׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× Freyja Stormborn׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× Freyja walked up to the main patio of the school and stood there taking in the sight of the school. "Wow. This place is a lot bigger than I was expecting it to be," she thought to herself. She knew Adara was around here somewhere, but she wasn't worried about looking for her at this very moment. "Welp... time to go in and see what happens," she said optimistically as she walked through the front door into the school.׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× {OOC:}
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2016 5:25 pm
GιseʟʟexxBeʟʟeʀose I'll make sure my friends won't get hurt... ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
F'ryan certainly had a way with words. Giselle chuckled as he backed up and apologized for being so upfront and realistic with how bad it was to make so much progress, only for it to be destroyed in a single mission. She could only watch him flounder a bout before she decided to step in. "It is quite alright, Monsieur. I have come to terms with my handicap, and I am not mad at you for stating zee obvious." He seemed anxious about what he said, which she could only giggle at. It was pretty humorous to see him flustered like this. "Oh? I actually prefer zee classrooms. I had zo many friends when I first came here, but I zuppose zhat zhey have forgotten about me. Maybe you would like to be my first friend for zee semester?" Giselle gave an endearing smile, but deep down, she was still repressing some feelings towards her chair and losing her wielder, as well as something much more.
But who will protect me?...
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2016 11:47 pm
F'ryan Coblebay
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Hearing her state that she wasn't angry at him for what he said filled him with relief. "Oh, well that's a relief. That would have been a great way to start this semester," When she giggled and then asked if he wanted to be friends his smile grew wide and said, "If you don't mind being friends with someone who tends to talk before thinking through 100% of the stuff I say then, by all means! But don't worry about your previous friends. I'm sure they still remember you. It's not like you'll forget someone with an accent like yours! Or people in general. Wow. That wasn't exactly reassuring once again." F'ryan paused then waved his hand in the air as if batting a fly away, "Just ignore like half the stuff I say and I think his will be a wonderful friendship! As long as I don't wither away in the classrooms." He sighed to himself, "I just don't know how some people can stand to be inside all day. They LIKE staying inside! Don't they ever miss that sun?! Oh well. To each their own. I suppose."
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2016 11:31 am
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A carriage had pulled up in front of the school, and a small figure had gotten out backwards, her legs dangled from the seat as she tried to find the ground, Once the tip of her toe touched she jumped down with a wobble before catching her balance, Prince dangled from the girls arms, A stuffed frog for anyone who looked at her.
Pluto was a first year and had just transferred to DWMA today. She was a bit shaky especially seeing the large and long walk ahead of her. When she went to turn to go back her ride had already left, Pluto wanted to cry but turned and gulped, squeezing onto her stuffed frog she headed up the stair case, She got half way and she was already out of breathe, turning she saw Death city, It was a lot prettier than her own home town. By the time Pluto got to the top she sighed and collapsed to her knees trying to catch her breathe. why couldn't their be an elevator or something.
Once Pluto caught her breath she held on to Prince and pulled on the heavy doors and squeezing herself threw before the quickly shut on her.
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2016 9:23 pm
GιseʟʟexxBeʟʟeʀose I'll make sure my friends won't get hurt... ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
"Please, Monsieur. I doubt zhat you will be zhat much of a nuisance to me." Giselle replied to F'ryan's comment about befriending somebody who did not think what they were saying completely. He seemed like a nice enough person to befriend, certainly more than he was letting on about himself in the beginning. The girl gave a faint smile as he tried to cheer her up and say how her friends may have not forgotten about her due to her accent. In his poetic way with words, he had a point, even if it was pretty straightforward. After realizing that he had possibly insulted her, he told her to not talk most of what he said seriously, causing the girl to chuckle again. He certainly was a pretty unique student here. "As long as you mean well, I shall treasure our friendship. I just prefer reading and the like. I might be slightly biazed because of spending most of zee year inside. Maybe you can show me zome of zee sights around zee academy some day?" Giselle suggested, thinking it would be a nice time to hang out when he decided to do it.
But who will protect me?...
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