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 Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2011 1:51 pm
Okay, this is like my favorite place ever. It is the spooky, evil, and horrid cemetery where only god knows what happens. I feel so at home here. -Zombie grabs shoulder- OH MY GOD WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!?!?! -screams like a little girl- Oh, It is just you Drew. WHEW. You scared the s**t out of me. -hangs head-
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2011 2:29 am
 XXXXXXX❝Who can catch lightning in a bottle?❞ XXXXXXX❝Scream shut up at thunder?❞ XXXXXXXEAT Class || ★ Meister || Star Clan Memeber || No Weapon Blue Star would appear at the gates to the cemetery; it was still raining; and he was still wearing his mask. Lightning would strike at a tree near him, but he didn't flinch; opening the great gate. It would creak loudly; but no way near as deafening as the violent storm that began to form over Death City and now the Cemetery. He had heard that there were zombies here of Old Meisters and their Weapons; reports said that there were sightings every night around this time. And Blue Star needed to prove something; prove it to himself; he needed to prove that he did not need a weapon to do Lord Death's Will. Albeit this wasnt Lord Death's Will right now. But you could call it Blue Star's training for God's Will. So as he entered and the rain beat down upon him; the rain caressing his mask's features. His Gold eyes burning brightly in the darkness of the night.
He would take steps forward; as he did the mushy mud below him would squelch and scatter with every step he took. His eyes scanning the area; he knew they were here; and he needed to do this. So as he walked forward; further and further into the Graveyard; he would exhale and inhale in time to the rhythm of the howling winds enveloping his body. Then it happened. Two shadows would bolt out from behind a grave stone and hide behind a large demonic tree. Both of them snickering... "Hehehehe... Looky what we have here brother... A tasty night time snack..." One voice would call out as it appeared standing next to Blue Star now. It appeared to be male; tall and thin; either it didn't get to eat much; or it worked out far to much to the point it even wasted away all it's muscles; even if it was Dead; he knew they would be able to change and adjust their body types just like anybody else.
But then a secondary voice spoke; it's voice much more deeper; some what demonic. "Hehe; you're right young brother... Although his souls seems yummy; might I start this off; I'll tag you in; in 5 minutes..." The Leaner one nodded as he jumped back and landed sitting on a grave stone; a watch on it's wrist. "Five Minutes on the clock bro..." To which as the words were spoken, a great brute of a Zombie appeared from underground in front of Blue Star. A deathly smile on his half destroyed face; flesh hanging from his skull; an eye dangling out of its socket; and his teeth sharpened and covered in Blood. "Let's play..."
And with that the Zombie would c**k it's massive right arm back and launch and all out assault on Blue Stars very Being; luckily Blue Star was "fast" well faster than this brute; and managed to jump back; eyes glowing as he did. Blue Star cracked his knuckles. "Eat s**t Zombie..." Could be heard as his feet hit the ground; but the vice was not where he landed it was from behind the brute of a Zombie... "CERTAIN KILL: BLUE ★ STAR BIG WAVE!!!" Behind the Zombie Blue star had made his appearance; slamming his left elbow into the back of the zombie then charging his right hand with his Soul Wavelength; he then also slammed that into the back of the Zombie; which would send him flying into a great tree; causing it to collapse and destroy the land it crashed upon.
Blue Star would then take the stance of a boxer; fists guarding his face and bouncing on the balls of his feet. "Hehe... Come on Zombie... Put your bag of bones to work..." Yet as he spoke; he noticed that there was no body of the Zombie where it should be. Then a rumbling could be heard from below his feet.. BAM! A hand exploded out of the mud and gripped Blue Star by the Ankle; flipping him upside down like a bully would to somebody; usually seen in the movies. It was the brute Zombie; panning round to his back; smoke could be seen shearing from his back and a few bones visible; like the shoulder blades and a few glimpses of the spinal cord. "You little ********'... That ******** hurt; but... At least you're die quickly..." Yet as this was being said; and the Zombie went to move his free arm to grab and snap Blue Stars Neck; suddenly his arm couldn't move; and in fact his entire being was being held in place like a statue. "What.. What the ********... WHAT HAVE YOU DONE KID!?" The brute would scream out in frustration and anger. To which a chuckle could be heard from Blue Star as his body remain even more in animate than that of the brute. Suddenly many stitching like marks would form around the the Zombie's body. connected from Blue Stars Ankle. But the problem with this; was that Blue Star was having to concentrate incredibly hard; after all he didn't have a weapon; so all his focus was now set on this.
Blue Star would literally have only a second from after dropping this Technique "Soul Thread Sutures"; to counter any movement made by the Brute; to which he had been contemplating as he focused. Having been now in suspension for about 2 minutes. He finally had it. "Okay... so as soon as I drop this; he's going to be able to reach for my neck; so my best bet is to attempt my Planet Destruction Cannon technique... It's the only way.. Aim for the gut... 3...2... As Blue Star was counting down in his head; the other Leaner Zombie was calling out to his brother; "Yo! What the ******** are you doing standing there bro! Finish him already!... Then... "....THREE!!...." Boom; Blue Star dropped the Soul thread Sutures Technique; then with both hands he erupted his Soul Wavelength into his palms and into the gut of the giant Zombie; "PLANET DESTRUCTION CANNON!!!"
BOOM!
Blue Stars Soul Wave length erupted and ripped through the Zombies gut right through to his spinal cord and snapped it; going even further and knocking the other Zombie off his Grave Stone seat. One down; one to go...
The Other Zombie having been knocked off his seat; did not know the extent of his brothers injuries; well to the fact his brother was actually dead. But as he stood up; he saw Blue Star kick the body over and into a bush. So it was blatantly obvious that his brother had just been Killed... "YOU SON OF A b***h!!!". But sadly; there would be no epic battle; no going out in style for the younger leaner one of the Zombies; as Blue Star was already behind him and since there was no muscular protection for this Zombie; Blue Star Performed the Certain Kill technique on his back and destroyed the Zombie's spine.
Now completely drenched in rain water; he would begin to dig two graves; luckily a shovel had been left behind; and after half an hour he had both graves dug; and the zombies buried; performing a pray to guide them to the after life. He would bow and take his leave. Drenched; tired and hungry... Current Word Count: 000,001,211 Total Word Count: 000,003,429
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2011 12:37 pm
 [ ■ With art you can runaway [ ♥ ] without leaving home ■ ] Lucy had been strolling through Death City for no particular reason except boredom. Her camera was at her apartment, and so was her sketch pad; all she had was herself. Things were incredibly slow in the city, but that was probably because most of the kids around her age were in school. School. Lucy remembered school well back in Italy. It was a place where she ridiculed for being different, an echoing of her home life screaming "You're no good!" Lucy didn't care much for school kids. Many of them were young and immature. The older ones looked down on her for not being a special as they were; for not possessing the same kinds of gifts. Lucy was special, however. Her soul did possess powers that helped her fight the unusual, which was why she was not afraid to approach the cemetery.
As Lucy was approaching the spooky place of the cemetery, she began to realize how unbelievably hot it was outside. She was unnaturally pale, and the sun was not doing her skin any favors. Lucy imagined a sun burn would be coming on quick, but she hoped to find a shade tree in the cemetery if at all possible. As she approached the gate of the cemetery, something caught her eye. She ran closer to the gate and grabbed onto the bars as she peered through them at the odd sight she was seeing. It looked as though that only the night before someone had buried two dead bodies. Lucy opened the gate slowly, however that didn't prevent it from screeching and whining because of its age.
As she ran lightly through the cemetery, she began to realize an eerie feeling about the place. Lucy had been in plenty of cemeteries for pictures and sketches, but none of them had this feeling. She wasn't easily spooked, but Lucy felt uneasy about her decision to pass through the gate. When she made it to the freshly dug spots in the ground, she bent down and placed her hand on one of the new plots of freshly dug dirt. It was dry, but cold. It was probably still holding moisture from the thunderstorm the night before. Lucy new for sure now that these graves were dug only yesterday. Lucy stood up from her squatted position, bothered by what was in front of her. She lived in Death City, and she lived close enough to the cemetery to see funeral processions, however, she did not see or hear any at all last night. Lucy only pondered for a second or two, because she was not a dumb girl. She knew that this meant and meister was here the night before, and had fought something inhuman, and buried it. This should have worried Lucy, or any normal human for that matter, but it didn't. She knew there was something strange about the cemetery, but what exactly it was, she wasn't sure until now.
Rumors flood Death City, and the cemetery retained quite a few. The one Lucy linked to the cemetery as true, was the rumor of ghosts and zombies. People say that they had been in the cemetery, either visiting dead or just strolling about, and they had heard laughter or crying, but never had they seen anyone there. A few said they had seen skeletons hiding behind gravestones, other said they saw shadows move quickly about the ground. Either way, Lucy figured these rumors had to be true for there to be a meister dealing with the issue.
Feeling a little paranoid, Lucy turned her head around and saw nothing but the cemetery gate. She turned her had left, right, up, down, and back forward. However, she still saw nothing. Lucy sighed, feeling a little disappointed. Did the spooks only come out at night, or were they not interested in Lucy enough to care to try and eat her? Lucy wasn't sure what the right answer was, but she needed to a good fight. She hadn't been able to fight anything in a while, and it was getting to her. The humans of Death City were so boring, but the meisters...well, they were interesting, as were there weapons. Lucy had only met a few, and the ones who cared to talk to her had already moved on. Now, the real thing that interested Lucy was witches. She knew most witches were evil, but how could she not be fascinated by them? They were different, and she had never encountered one before. She considered them to be rare, and she would have liked to meet one, and hopefully not die in the process of name introductions.
As Lucy pondered the possibility of running into a meister or a witch, she walked to a dead tree and sat down up against it. She figured that if her back was covered, she could take an attack from any angle and still be able to block what was coming. She wasn't sure if the spooks attacked during the day, but she couldn't be too careful. She eyed the freshly dug graves again, wondering where that meister could have gone. She figured back to the academy were they all stayed, which disappointed her. Lucy would never attempt to go to the academy, she had no reason to. It would be silly for her to go and say something "Hi everyone, I'm Lucy and I just wanted to meet some of you". Most of them would laugh, others would get smug and think "Of course you wanted to meet us, we're awesome". Lucy sighed at her thoughts. Was she really so pathetic that her life revolved around meeting these types of people? She supposed that she wanted to meet people who were different, yet accepted somewhere because she was different, yet accepted no where. Lucy just wanted to be able to have friends that understood her. She had a few back in Italy, but no one understood her powers or what she was going through. Meisters and witches may not be able to understand the royal family dealings, but they could understand being different. It never really bothered Lucy that was different and often alone, until she was alone for so long that it got her to think about her loneliness. It haunted her, the consistency that she was alone, but she had her art to fill that void. However, as she sat up against the dead tree in the cemetery without any distraction, she realized once more how alone and insignificant she really was in the world.
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2011 4:06 am
XXXXXXX❝Who can catch lightning in a bottle?❞XXXXXXX❝Scream shut up at thunder?❞XXXXXXXEAT Class || ★ Meister || Star Clan Memeber || No WeaponThe day was at roasting temperatures; the sun high in the sky; it was probably mid-day by now. And to top it off; the sun was laughing its usual laugh; some what devilish and somewhat cheeky. But as it laughed; a figure would approach the gates of the cemetery; it was Blue Star, again? As he got to the gates; he noticed that the gate was opened. Well he had left it closed last night; so somebody was either in there now; or he hadn't finished the job last night and now there are two Zombies searching for him; which would prove exceptionally problematic...
And so balling his hands into fists; and putting a guard up; he quickly opened the gate all the way; hearing the screech and scream of it's rusted hinges give way and move. His eyes became sharp; almost cat like out of precision; he would then begin to scan the surrounding area. He couldn't see anything; but then again; the graves he dug were somewhat out of sight. No doubt Lord Death had seen what he did last night; or maybe he was lucky and Lord Death was monitoring some other student; it would suck after all he was punished for it. So he would quickly make his way to the graves; near the centre of the Cemetery; as he did he picked up a shovel to use as a weapon. His Golden eyes reflecting light like mirrors as they scanned the area as he moved with speed and precision.
He would now appear atop the destroyed fallen tree; his eyes looking down upon the girl who stood against another; he back to the tree; she was obviously paranoid about being in the place; probably heard the rumours. Well not rumours considering Blue Star just killed a pair of Zombies the night before. He could now see the two graves; undisturbed; that is what he likes to see. He did his job correctly then; his ankle still hurting from last night slightly; but not enough to cause him to limp. In all honesty; Blue Star was completely shocked when he looked back over everything; surprised at how he even managed to pull it off. Two Zombies; one being exceptionally strong; it was only thanks to Blue Stars quick thinking that had saved his a**; if he had, had a weapon it may have been easier; but for now that was not an option; he had yet to find somebody that could sync with his Soul Wavelength. Now it wasn't because his Soul Wavelength was exceptionally hard to sync with; he just hadn't found the right person; it wasn't enough just to be able to sync with another's Soul; but he also needed to sync personality wise. And that was much harder for Blue Star.
Blue Star would now drop from the tree; making no sound; essentially utilizing his Assassin Skills. Now only about 15 feet away from the girl he would smile and stab the shovel into the hard crusted ground. Which would normally be somewhat of a hard feat; but he did it so easily. A smile on his face; and sincerity in his eyes he approached her with his right hand out. "Hey! The name's Blue Star; are you okay? You look kind of lost honey." He would smile; and await for her to shake his hand; that was if she wasn't scared. His eyes shining brightly and look straight at her; blinking every now and then. But as he looked at her; he noticed that she was quite the looker; allot prettier than some of the girls at the DWMA; but then again half of the lasses there were all too focused on creating a Death Star to care allot about their appearance; so to Blue Star this lass before him was a breath of fresh air. Current Word Count: 000,000,643Total Word Count: 000,004,072
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2011 10:34 am
[ ■ With art you can runaway [ ♥ ] without leaving home ■ ] Lucy examined her forearms as she stood out in the boiling sun, hoping that a sunburn was not going to be in her future. She looked up at the dead tree she was leaned up against, and sighed. Where were the leaves of shade she needed so desperately? It was Death City, after all, it would be a miracle if someone could find anything beautiful or alive. Lucy bent her head away from the tree as she used her fingers to comb some of the dead bark out of her hair. The tree was a little wet from last night's thunderstorm, so the peeling bark was sticking easier to her hair. As she stood there, unfocused and finger combing her hair, she heard the screech of the cemetery gate. Lucy, being the paranoid type when she couldn't see her adversary, immediately stopped her grooming. She stood straight back up against the tree, and with two hand firmly planted on the dead plant, she peered her head around it...
Lucy didn't see anything unusual. The gate was opened now more than it had been when she first entered, which only worried her a little. She knew that if it was a zombie or a ghoul that the townspeople talked of, it wouldn't have any reason to leave the cemetery, as no stories of one leaving had been told yet. Also, if the monster had left the cemetery, it had no business with Lucy, meaning she was safe. Then again, the strange thing could have moved the gate to distract Lucy, allowing for a sneak attack from behind, now that her back wasn't covered. However, there was also the possibility that someone just came in to visit one of their dead loved ones.
Lucy spun back around the tree into her original standing position, back up against it with one leg propped up on the trunk. She was thinking about all the possibilities it could be. She shrugged off the suspicions that it could be a monster of some sort, because she would have sensed the disturbing aura it put off. She did sense someone, however, but she couldn't decide where they were at. If the posed as some sort of threat, Lucy would just have to be ready for the worst. However, she didn't think anything would happen. This was just a cemetery, and she was just a human. Someone having a reason to kill her would be illogical, unless they were insane and were just out from some really disturbing shits and giggles. Either way, Lucy knew that one always had to be prepared for the worst, even if the worst turned out to be a fluffy bunny.
When Lucy heard the warm greeting of some new person in the cemetery, she realized that her problem was not a bunny, in fact, it seemed to her that it wasn't a problem at all. It was a boy, and from the sound of his name it sounded like he was a meister. Lucy was familiar with the handshake, but only because she had seen her father do it on many occasions. Many people in Italy bowed to her, and she would have to do the one act she hated more than any other... curtsy back. Lucy leaned up off of the tree and only starred at his hand oddly for about three seconds. She grabbed his had with her's, quite firmly, and she shook his hand. "My name is Luciana Rossa Faella. You can call me Lucy, though... Lucy let go of Blue Star's hand, not wanting to shake it too long and let the boy realize how socially awkward she really was. One would think with Lucy's background she would know these types of actions and every little social rule, but she was often considered unapproachable, which gave her no chance to practice her manners.
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Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2011 8:09 pm
▬//▬//▬//▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Bats & Black Roses ▬▬//▬//▬//▬▬▬▬▬▬//▬//▬//▬▬▬▬ The feet of the small silver haired female carried her towards the seemingly opened gates of Hook Cemetery. This place was known to hold the graves of Meisers and there Weapons, from what she recalled her father telling her when she was younger. Standing there within the entryway, her blue eye gazed around at the all too familiar scenery. Juvela could see herself, within this very cemetery, sitting beneath one of the many dead trees that littered this place. Though soon child like laughter caught her ears, making her urn around. There, before her visible blue hue, was her in her younger years, running around happily, with her father right behind her. "Juvela slow down" he would shout repeatedly. Next would come the tripping, in which he would collide with the ground, his face and the pavement seemingly having a meeting. Juvela couldn't help but smile at this sight, her smaller form appearing before her fathers scuffed face, as he lifted it up, both of them chuckling.
The image soon left, and with it, her sudden smile that appeared upon those lips. That happiness, that warmth, the excitement that she had, with her father, was no longer around, and in the end, loneliness was the only thing around her. With a sigh, she closed her eye, pushing away that sadness. A sudden gust of wind blew over her, tossing her tresses about, and in that instant, uncovered the eye patch which was covered by her hair. Closing her eye, hand upon her face, shielding her self from the sudden gust of wind, Juvela stood there for that brief moment, just until the wind passed. As it did, her eye opened once more. "I wonder what that was?"
Leaving it be, Juvela proceeded further into the cemetery. Now normally no one was every scene within such a place,with the fear of being attacked by zombies. But during the day, such things were really noticed, from what she concluded anyway. And the sun was within its place, in the sky, laughing its normal chuckle. So for now, she was safe, to do what she pleased. With that clam expression, the girl made her way through the cemetery, locating a tree which would serve her purpose.
Locating a tree, Juvela made her way to it, sitting under its dead limbs. The dead bark upon her back, the girl gave a sigh, her eye closing. This place was quiet, which she liked, enjoyed and felt most relaxed at. Being around others, there annoying constant chatter irritated her greatly. It made her unable to focus on her reading, which was the reason she always gave. In all honesty, that was false, the real reason was something she would never admit to. But since no one dared to get close to her, to take the time to break down her very guarded, icy and tall walls, the cold and secluded girl remained the way she was.
Sitting under the tree, eye closed, Juvela remained silent and at ease, in the moment, allowing the cool breeze to brush over her warm skin. But even in such a realized state, her mind was not at ease. Those words which were written in her fathers note still ran through her mind, unsure of its meaning. "Why mention the DWMA, if you didn't want me there in the beginning?" Sighing, she opened her eyes, feeling oddly irritated. "Your still annoying, even after your gone" { word count: 570 } ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
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Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2011 12:19 pm
 ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ xx✘ Current Grade ☆ ✘ Race Non-Meister Human ✘ Skill Point Total Thirty [ 30 ]▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬xxᴙᴩ ᴩоѕт ✘ "I am the Thunder that causes the Sky to Rumble...." ✘ -----The sound of a large crowd of delinquents from the DWMA resonated throughout the entire Cemetery. It seemed like they were partying, fighting and doing lots and lots of illegal things. You know illegal stuff like trespassing, drinking copious and vast amounts of alcohol, doing drugs and partaking in the act of sex with those much older than them. The party of the delinquents was a huge distraction to those in the cemetery and seemed like an act of complete disrespect to the bodies at rest six feet under the grass surface. "Somebody needs to teach those a damn lesson." A voice said as it tried to continue paying its respect to their loved one. "I know. Its disrespectful" Another voice said in compliance with the first voice. "Its sickening that Lord Kid lets these children be so reckless." A third voice joined the conversation as its speaker stood up and looked at the party.
The sun beamed down on the body of Meidou Ikazuchi. "Time to go party! Oh yeah!" Meidou said, happy to join the big party at the cemetery. Meidou ran right into the festivities of the party and started partying. He took a cup of alcohol and before he could bring it to his lips, someone had bumped into him and knocked the cold and golden liquid right out of his hands. "What the hell? Who let a freshman into the party?" The much bigger, older and higher-ranked student asked as he lifted Meidou by the collar of his shirt. "I suggest you put me down. Before I get angry.." Meidou said as he gave a cold and threatening look to the higher-ranked student. "The little guy has the balls to tell me I should put him down. Ain't that a shocker. How about I toss you up instead of down?" The higher-ranked student said as got a tight grip on the collar of Meidou's shirt with both hands. The situation that Meidou was in now brought a quick smile across Meidou's lips for a brief second. It was funny to think that he had been put in the "nerd" or "weaker fighter" category to the higher-ranked student.
The higher-ranked student saw a dark cloud in the distance, very far in the distance. "Is that.... a... cloud?" Meidou gave the higher-ranked student a quick uppercut to the jaw, the force of the sudden blow forcing the student to drop Meidou and grab at his jaw. Meidou's feet made steady footing on the ground and instantly gave Meidou the proper position necessary for his beatdown of the student. Meidou drew the Bokken that rested at his left side and raised it over his head. "I guess my one star is better than your three!!" Meidou yelled as he brought the wooden weapon into the shoulder of the student and continued the process of raising and dropping it forcefully onto different parts of the student. Once enough bruises, teeth and blood was seen by Meidou, he walked away from the party and stood with two options in front of him. Get one follower who seemed like a good enough follower. Or get two and possibly have to fight them. "Hmm... Quite the predicament. I'll just go with the Meidou option."
"OI!! You with the blue hair! You with the Pinkish hair! And you with the white hair!! Come here, I wanna talk with you guys!!" Meidou yelled, his pre-manly voice echoing through the cemetery. He had called out three students, who had all probably just acknowledged the existence of the others. ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ xx✘ ThunderBolts 593 ✘ Electrical Quakes 1606▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
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Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2011 2:06 pm
▬//▬//▬//▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Bats & Black Roses ▬▬//▬//▬//▬▬▬▬▬▬//▬//▬//▬▬▬▬ And just like that, the once quiet and serene atmosphere of the cemetery had ceased to exist. The sound of people, mostly students soon echoed within the once empty and dead area, reaching Juvela's ears. Turning her head towards the noise, she soon closed her eye and sighed. "Guess that's the end of that" she uttered softly. How could she forget that those idiots came here, disturbing the dead whilst they slept during the day? Perhaps she had hoped that just this once, she would have a free day all to herself, void of any ruckus and necessary chatter. Oh well. "Perhaps the alleyway will do" No one ever dared to go down such a place. Something to do with fear, if she recalled right. Juvela had traveled down that alleyway countless times and never experienced such terrors. Which only made her believe them to be soulless fools. But with her once quite area now filled with noise, she decided to make her exit. Rising to her feet, Juvela began to head towards the exit, though to do so she would head right towards the loud annoyances.
After rounding one of the many dead trees, Juvela stopped in her tracks, her blue eye landing on the cause of her sudden departure. It was a group of DWMA students, indulging in quite a number of things. Dancing, fighting, the norm within death city. With observing such actions, Juvela always seemed to become intrigued, wondering as to why they did such loud and idiotic things. It made no sense to her, and it only made her wish to dissect just one of them, to find out. And as that desire wafted over her curious mind, that odd and icy gaze of hers would become apparent, her soul wavelength being sensed by those around her. It would give anyone the chills, send them running, but not this time. This time she showed no desire in wanting to dissect; no desire to find out why it was they made so much noise and danced around like idiots. No, she didn't feel like it.
But before she left from under that tree, something caught her eye. From where she stood, the tree being atop a rather large boulder, giving her a good overlook of the group, Juvela noticed a fight brewing. Scuffles like this never really grabbed her attention, but there was something about this one, that did oddly enough. Sudden chatter began to ensue the onlookers, someone pointing towards the sky. Looking as well, Juvela noticed clouds forming "Is it suppose to rain today?" she wondered, turning her sights upon the sun, who had stopped its laughter to oddly gaze upon the sudden forming dark cloud. It too seemed confuse about it, but Juvela left the sun and cloud be, her eye returning to the fight.
The fight began, though turned around, which seemed to surprise the onlookers, even Juvela, but only slightly. The male that wielded a wooden weapon defeated a DMWA student, in only a few strikes, it was slightly amusing, though to Juvela, most of those students were nothing but talk. Though, the blue eyed girl could help but blush slightly at the sight below, the blood that splattered. Realizing this, she shook her head and turned to leave, but as she took only one step, a shout was heard. Juvela concluded it was from the one that won the fight, but his description, was it meant for her? "I clearly have silver hair" but she figured he did mention her, calling her hair white. "Idiot" Sighing silently, she left it alone and turned back forward, towards the shouting male. Her blue eye gazed upon him, but then closed, she walking away, ignoring him. Though, Juvela did get a chance to gaze upon the others that the male shouted out to, the pink haired girl and the one she believed to be the blue haired male both residing by one another. But it was only a glance, nothing more, a quick observation. { word count: 668 } ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
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