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Hopeful Conversationalist
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 Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2015 8:30 pm
 Eido Aeroda And...as he was suddenly tripped, the boy started out of a mysterious window.
"Wait, why is there a wind-OHHHHHH s**t!"
He had to do something he'd never done before. Something dangerous..and Stupid.
He had to think. fast
"Umm..Umm...MARA!" he called, the Giant form of his subconcious forming above him, as his feet dangled on the edge...barely hooked on...
"Hit me with a strike!" he called, the figure falling slightly...before slamming into him with his own might....
CRASH
The sound of a window breaking...before Eido would Fly back into the room...and through the door Saito just opened. Um....
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2015 8:50 pm
::Noelle Everett::  "Saito! What is wrong with you!?" Noelle opened the window and looked down, only barely moving back as a body launched itself up back into the hallway. The pinkette blinked, before getting out a heavy sigh. "It's too early for this." And she would have walked away right there, if it wasn't for the still screaming teammate inside the room. "Ugh, move away, guys." She nodded to Saito though, thanking him for opening the door, but giving him a look as if to say she would ask about that later...before turning back to the now opened door. She jumped over Eido on the ground, before eyes locking on the trembling figure on the side of the bed, curled up in herself. A frown appeared on her lips, stepping closer, carefully; not because she was afraid of the girl lashing out, but she didn't want to break the fragile psyche of the redhead. Noelle knelt beside Lira, fingers brushing over the girl's shoulder for comfort. "Hey... hey, I am here. Lira, you aren't alone. You are alright..." Noelle wasn't one to comfort others... but, she understood Lira. Well, it would be foolish to say so, but... they had been in the same situation... and she still had nightmares about that night too. Haruto was the one comforting her those times and well... she understood.
The girl took the girl's hand gently and squeezed it, a faint smile on her lips. "You are awake. It was just a nightmare." At least, the pinkette thought that was what had the redhead in such way.
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Posted: Tue Oct 06, 2015 2:01 am
Junpei Iori, Okina Senior Combat Adviser
"...Ta da da da! I'm da man!"Suddenly, the sound of tumbling rattled from the nearby stairs. The sounds of a voice trying to force out words but having them stolen away by blunt impacts resounded like escaping air from an unsealed vacuum accompanied the noises. And then, a moment later, footsteps again on the stairs and down the hall, skidding to a stop just outside of the door to the girl's room came...and in the frame of the door's entrance stood a young man with messy, longish hair and a goatee. His body was covered in a thin gloss of sweat and his eyes were wide but focused, a wooden bat clutched between his fingers as he looked inside to find out what was terrorizing one of the girls he had been given charge to look over. His pants were a light blue set of training sweat pants and he had no shirt, no hat (for once), and he was shoeless...either he'd just woken up from a deep sleep or he'd come straight from a rather intense training session somewhere in the dorm when he'd heard Lira's scream. Yes, this was the unkempt form of the dormitory's male guardian, Junpei Iori...arrived on the scene just as soon as he could but a bit slower than her classmates. They did have rooms closer to the source of the disturbance, after all.
"W-what the Hell...*gasp*...is goin' on here?!" the part-time construction worker caught his breath as he stepped inside, trying to assess the situation. The girl had yet to give any signs that she was calming down nor had she spoken since her outburst. What was he even supposed to do in a situation like this when the girl was hysterical? Did they like, have to sedate her or something? Did someone need to talk her down? Wake her up? He was trained to handle a great many situations that could arise in this dorm, and he was infinitely more responsible now than his charges seemed to give him credit for. But dealing with the night terrors associated with whatever likely psychological trauma she had suffered in the past (or recently, though he couldn't know) was too high-grade stuff for someone of his particular talents. "Noelle, Saito, get control of her...uh..." his orders paused as Eido crashed back through the window from the outside...how the HELL did that just happen?!
"Just...just WHAT the HELL are you even doing?! Ugh...Mitsuru-senpai is going to kill me when I tell her about that window..."
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Posted: Tue Oct 06, 2015 7:16 am
 Lira Chronicle, the Necromancer
Inside her room, Lira could be seen wearing her usual nighttime wear - a transparent red babydoll designed mainly for comfort. Her outfit clearly wasn't on her mind, though, as she simply hugged Noelle as tightly as she could, tears leaking out of her mouth as her screams faded to whimpers. A human touch - one from someone she actually had a good connection with - was one of the main things she needed right now... and unless physically pried loose, she probably wasn't going to let go in the next few minutes.
"Not again... not again..."
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Posted: Tue Oct 06, 2015 5:17 pm
::Noelle Everett:: Noelle tensed only for a fraction of a second as the girl moved to hug her tightly, surprised by the sudden action. Lira and her weren't exactly close; they had been in different teams in Iwadate, they had had differences in their way of thinking and the way of doing things. Fate had found ways to bring both teams closer though...even if it had been because of a terrible incident. Now...they worked together, both Light and Dark teams of Iwadate. Still...the pinkette had nothing against the girl, if anything she had been wanting to get closer to her... to actually get to know her better. She felt the same about the whole team...even if they were completely mismatched...Noelle felt she could trust them. Not that she would ever tell any of them that, but... it was the truth. She wouldn't let anything like the Iwadate Massacre happen all over again.
Fingers patted over the girl's head, brushing the hair in a soothing motion, and Noelle just waited. She knew that Lira needed time...she needed the human contact, and she would give the redhead as much time as she needed. Baby blues turned back to the opened door, hearing another figure arriving at the scene. They had really done a ruckus to startle the adviser, hadn't they? Her gaze fell on Saito then, nodding, silently asking to help her. He knew Lira better than any of them... so if there was something he knew that could help the terrified girl...then this was the time to step in.
"Nothing's going to happen, Lira. You are safe, you are home."
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Posted: Sat Oct 10, 2015 7:32 pm
Lira Chronicle, the Necromancer
It took a painfully long time for Lira's grip to even start loosening, but finally, it seemed the well of tears within her was starting to run dry. In truth, when you thought about it... there really was no denying that Lira was fragile. Yes, she had a fuse shorter than a quick-launch firework and would cheerfully pummel anyone who pissed her off... but in the end, everything was just an attempt to try and drive away the nightmares.
And whatever nightmare she'd had last night had been... bad. "Right... safe... I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry..." she whispered, her voice growing fainter and fainter until she finally managed to let go of Noelle and stagger backwards, hanging her head down in shame and allowing her bright hair to fall in front of her eyes. "Sorry, I'll... I'll be fine... don't worry."
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Hopeful Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Oct 10, 2015 7:32 pm
Eido Aeroda 'Owwwwww..'
It was a good thing Eido was a red head...or one might be able to see the blood coming down from his head. Yeah, going through the glass window had not been without it's problems....But, as he quivered in the fetal position for a bit, awaiting certain death..it didn't come.
Stealing a peek up at Lira, he saw the girl in her room....Wearing her night wear...and looking mortified.
Eido opened his mouth to try to assure her, but the other girl had already joined in to assure her...and Eido hung his head a bit.
'Yeah...what was I thinking?' he thought, before quietly backing out of Lira's room...And started to head back down the stairs, past the quiet samurai...and the dorm leader he was likely going to be in serious trouble with...
'What can I even do to help..' he thought, before looking around. 'There's gotta be a broom, or something.' he thought, ignoring the blood dripping down from his head. 'I mean...I can at least do that much..right?'
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Posted: Tue Oct 13, 2015 11:48 am
::Noelle Everett:: "Do you... want to talk about it?" Noelle tilted her head a bit in an attempt to get a glance of the redhead's face, fingers brushing away the long hair from her face. "It's all right if you rather not. But... sometimes, it's good to let it out." Once again, her gaze fell on Saito, and the retreating Eido before frowning a bit. Was he bleeding? That wasn't good. For a moment, she hesitated, before calling out to the boy. "Hey, Aeroda...could you bring her some hot tea? And stay, she'd appreciate it, I am sure." Perhaps she was putting words in Lira's mouth... especially now that she was feeling so frightened, but... the company of friends could do wonders. "Also... are you alright?"
The pinkette turned back to Lira, shaking her head lightly. "We will worry, Lira. You are one of us. Even if this place looks like a madhouse sometimes... and Ishimaru tends to drive me insane...and we have pervs stealing our panties... we are a team. And we care for each other." She didn't know Lira as well as she would want to, but... perhaps she could distract her thoughts from darker ones with a bit of silliness. Hopefully.
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Posted: Tue Oct 13, 2015 1:36 pm
Junpei Iori, Okina Senior Combat Adviser
"...Ta da da da! I'm da man!"Junpei had no illusions about his capabilities as one of the two adults in charge of the dormitory in Okina City; he'd be the first to tell you that he had no idea how he was supposed to comfort high school students who had seen and experienced the tragedies of the Iwadate Massacre. Honestly, he had enough trouble dealing with the dark memories and nightmares that had come with his own experiences during that year, with Tartarus, Strega, Chidori's death, and Minato's sacrifice...forgetting, remembering...he couldn't begin to explain it, and though he had come to peace with it for the most part, there were still nightmares. There were still regrets that he had to live with. He wasn't sure he had broad enough shoulders to carry that weight and the weight of all these kids...but when Mitsuru had called him and told him that she needed him to be their pillar, that she believed in him...there was something inside of him that compelled him to accept. And then he learned that he'd be paired with Fuuka and he felt even more strongly that he had to live up to their expectations of him. He had grown since the days they were together in SEES in High School. So even if he wasn't equipped to deal with these sorts of situations, he'd do what he could for them. He didn't live this long by backing down in the face of a challenge.
"Lira, you're safe here. Fuuka and I aren't going to let anything happen to you guys while you're under this roof. You can count on that," he assured her calmly from the door, actually sounding pretty reliable when he said it. His eyes shifted towards the rest of the room's occupants and though he couldn't quite piece together the full picture, he could guess at least some of what happened. "Noelle, Saito, you guys keep an eye on Lira...come get me if she needs anything, all right? Eido, come on...we're heading downstairs to get your head looked at. ...I'm not taking no for an answer."
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Posted: Tue Oct 13, 2015 6:11 pm
Lira Chronicle, the Necromancer
Lira quietly shook her head, her messy red hair swishing back and forth with the movement even as it weighed her head down. Maybe... maybe a bit of courage to speak up was the real magic, though. "I can still hear their voices." she whispered, her mouth as dry as the desert. "When I used their powers to open an escape after they died, I heard everything, and I can't get them out of my head. In my dream, more people were dying... I... I just can't take that sort of thing anymore. I don't want to lose anyone else, but I'm just not strong enough to stop it from happening..." A few tears trailed down her cheeks. She HATED her powerlessness, and though she mostly just tried to avoid thinking about it... there honestly wasn't much she could do. Not yet, anyway.
I... want to become stronger.
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Posted: Wed Nov 04, 2015 1:14 pm
::Noelle Everett:: A frown formed on the pinkette's lips, her gaze darkening as Lira spoke of that day. Her own memories haunted her...she could still remember Yamato and Ryohei...Mizu and Nina... Excal and Kotaru. She remembered the pain of her bleeding sides...she could remember the consciousness escaping from her as voices spoke in frantic tones...she could remember Haruto's pained and somber expression when he had told her that the others hadn't made it. The fear...the fear for the others; the fear of dying. It was something that still kept Noelle up at night...
She had lost friends that day...Lira had lost hers. But...she would never know what the redhead had felt that night. "We...have to keep trying. For them." Her voice came out in a pained whisper, but still, the pinkette managed a ghost of a smile. "We are here now because of them. We are doing this for them...So we have to become stronger."
Noelle hesitated for a second...before continuing. "And your dream... I had an awful dream too. People died...and the feeling is a horrible one. But, Lira... it was just a dream. Think of it like that for now..." The warning that had came at the end of the dream still echoed in her mind though... As strange as it had been...things weren't as simple, were they?
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Posted: Wed Nov 18, 2015 8:39 pm
Lira Chronicle, the Necromancer
"It's not dreams I'm afraid of. ...It's what comes out of them."
Coming from a horror movie buff, perhaps that wasn't too surprising. After all, when things started crossing from dreams to reality, events tended to go downhill pretty darn quickly. And everyone died. ...Again.
"...But how do we actually get stronger?" she whispered, not entirely aware she was even speaking. You could wish for things from the very bottom of your heart, but that didn't mean they were going to happen. Likewise, all of her supernatural powers had proven largely meaningless thus far - sure, it had helped them escape... but what good was a power that couldn't save others? She needed more than that. She had to have the hope of saving them, because if she didn't have that... then she didn't have anything at all.
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Hopeful Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2015 7:38 pm
 Mijiyou Harusuhei
The green haired boy crept along downstairs, as the group investigated the...situation that was resolving above.
There was a broken window..A summoned persona...and enough of the group had gathered for the dorm advisers had been too caught up in taking care of the group....
Which meant, the trickster had plenty of time to set up a little prank. He'd been preparing for a long day, brewing up a pot of some fresh, invigorating coffee...
And though he prepared several cups for everyone, there was a mug with 'Eido' Scrawled on it in marker. Something he'd brought with him, perhaps...
And, as he poured a share of coffee into Eido's coffee...He then reach behind a counter, and tipped over a red bottle....
'Nothing like some Hot-Sauce-Coffee. he thought to himself with a grin, watching the coffee turn an auburn color. The scent was...overpowering, but he merely stirred the cup quietly.
"Coffee's On!" he called out to the others, signalling them to come on down. To most of the group, it would just be a cup of joe that likely needed some sugar...
But to Eido..Well....
'Heh. heh. Heh.'
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2015 8:48 pm
[9/16 - Early Morning] Lira Chronicle, the Necromancer
Finally, though, Lira had calmed down - and people had gone their separate ways, leaving her alone in her room once again. Which was probably for the best, all things considered, given her early-morning state of dress... and she let out a groan as she simply flopped into her bed. Stupid Saito - why couldn't he be better at comforting people? He wasn't sensitive at all. She liked him, but... good GOSH did he drive her absolutely crazy. Half the time she wanted to kiss him, the other half she wanted to smack him. Or at least yell at him for awhile. After all they'd been through... she couldn't stand losing him, too, even if it was just to the passage of time.
"Sigh... I'm gonna need some more movies." she muttered, rolling onto her back and staring up at the ceiling. At least there were always more awful low-budget horror films to whet her insatiable appetite, though what she'd REALLY like was to go on a date and see one in the theater. That was the best experience in the genre - her room, decked out as it was, just couldn't compare. Maybe she could talk Saito into getting some tickets...
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