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 Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 2:59 pm
Sophia sat on a bench in the out-side hallways, the breeze caressing her pale face. Her light lilac purple hair blew from her shoulder, landing gracefully on her back. Every movement around her seemed slow and beautiful. Maybe that was the nature of a Doll?
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 3:09 pm
Nocturne had just arrived and he was already wondering why again he had come here. His hair brushed over his face. The marks of a stranger he thought; and all the strangers gave him looks about his marks. He rolled his eyes at the thought. What a waste of time this was going to be. Walking slowly he let his thoughts wonder, his eyes shimmering with out realizing so.
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Marionette_Mentation Captain
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 3:16 pm
Sophia's glass-like eyes turned to the left, as someone approached. It was still summer time, so she shouldn't expect anyone, as Mistress Anastasia said. Thinking that it was some...'punk' as the locals called them...walking around, she sat very still, her Doll-like properties coming to the surface. She laid still, oh so still, remembering not to breath. If it was a Human, they would pass her, and tnotice the aura around her. If it was a Demon, they would surely stop and ask her why she was laying so still.
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 3:24 pm
Nocturne noticed the doll like girl. "Surly you didn't think you could fool me so easily, perhaps a human would have fallen for this..." he paused for a moment. He continued to walk towards the girl. "If i may ask, what is your name?" he asked curiously. He thought to himself for a moment. Obviously this girl wasn't a student. She new what she was doing when he approached the hallways. His marks glowed for a moment, as his eyes shimmered.
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Marionette_Mentation Captain
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 3:43 pm
Sitting up, life returned to her face, and her glass-like eyes shimmered a bit in the sunlight, but she did not turn away as it hit her eyes directly. Slowly, Sophia turned towards the Demon whom had noticed her presence. "My name is of no importance, but yours is." She stood up, her thin pale features barely showed though her light lilac dress. It was held up my her Majic, and would only fall if she were to die, or her Mistress striped her of her Majic. Her head turned towards the boy, her gaze steady as looked him up and down, studying him.
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 3:49 pm
Nocturne ran a finger through his silk hair. "Ahh now i recognize your scent. Sophia. You created the wall." he smiled. His smile so brilliant that it was inhuman. "You may know my family name. I am Nocturne Asmodeus." he bowed half way like a gentleman would. His mother would be disgraced if someone from a royal family did not when introducing themselves. And avoiding a lecture was at the most importance.
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Marionette_Mentation Captain
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 3:59 pm
"Ah, an expected Transfer. No wonder you came early." Her voice suddenly lightened, and her expression a gentle, sweet one. She curtsied, and stood up straight. "If you wouldn't mind, where is you Mother? My Mistress was expecting her originally."
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 4:07 pm
"She is..." his eyes held a wicked amusement. "Well she is out looking for my sister... she will be here shortly." he stood straight a couple of feet away from her. "Perhaps you could tell me about the school." he said in a soft voice. It was unlike him to be so kind to people. But this girl was a bit different.
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Marionette_Mentation Captain
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 4:09 pm
Requiem walked in a different part of the hallway. Her aura sensed her children. She was a bit upset with Solanine. As for Nocturnal he could take care of himself; at least she trusted him for a short amount of time to do so. After a while she would start to question him. "I wonder where..." she stopped herself looking for the Mistress.
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 4:16 pm
Sophia smiled. This was her favorite subject, since she basically drew the re-built model herself, and she knew the entire history behind it. 'Well, the school was originally an all girl's academy, but my Mistress's late husband bought it for a...gambling hall...and since my Mistress didn't approve, she decided that it would be turned into a school. Only after he died that she decided this, of course." She looked at him, her eyes studying his. "Im not boring you with this, am I?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 4:18 pm
He shook his head; his hair tumbling around his face. His thick lashes blinking as he looked into her eyes. "No, not at all. I'm quite interested in the school, my mother has requested that i attend. But what i am more interested in, is the Walls Creator." his marks glowed for a moment. His eyes swirled with opaque colors as they poured into her's.
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 4:24 pm
Anastasia was in her tower, her office closed off to the rest of the school. Only important Demons were allowed up here, except for Sophia, whom always went up their to tell the day's report. She ran her fingers though her dark brown hair, her head pounding. "Damned papers..."
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 4:26 pm
Requiem walked up to Anastasia's tower. She knocked on the door and then opened it. "Knock Knock..." she said in a mysterious yet friendly tone. "Its been a long time Mistress." She smiled down at her, friends reunited; perhaps.
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 4:27 pm
Her gazed darkened. "The Wall's Creator is no more than a lifeless Doll whom has no past, or future." Her dark purple shall laid low on her elbows, covering only a little past her upper arm, and all of her bottom arm. Its patterns swirled around slowly, matching her un-real heartbeat.
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 4:30 pm
Glad to here her old friend, Anastasia's door opened slowly to reveal her old friend from long ago. "Welcome, Requiem. It's been too long. How are you and your adoring children?" She smiled, and brushed back a few stray hairs that made their way to the front of her face.
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