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Dantes_river Vice Captain
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 Posted: Thu Jun 19, 2014 4:09 pm
Awesome nerd Anytime. I missed you after all. :3  Soran “Koail” Ibrahim “దేశం ఆలోచిస్తూ లేదు, అది చర్య అన్నారు.” "My opinion remains as is and unless she can show me she is different than the necrophiliacs and various other teachers, I don't intend to change it. Half incubus and living vampire, the reason I still have a pulse just to be technical. I still have about one hundred twenty years before I hit fifteen hundred. Age doesn't really matter to me so I never cared to keep track of such a trivial information. I'm part of the sixth generation of crossing vampiric and demonic blood, first in my direct lineage," Viaresu responded with a brief shrug. At it being suggested he play some of his compositions to see if he could help in the classrooms, his nonchalance faltered for a moment. Sliding his arms across his chest, he redirected his gaze elsewhere in the room. "You've probably already heard most of them... I had a female friend help me with the female vocals and even she's got her own CDs out that don't include me. You may have heard her song May It Be in that Lord of the Rings movie series. I found it funny she found a human with the same name as her..."
xXx"He's so shy about his music. Second generation wood elf turned wild elf turned vampire albeit unwillingly at first. I've been around for a long, long time and there wasn't exactly "years" designated yet when I came over... I'm older than him though 'cause he entered the vampire palace when he was about seven and I was a full-fledged adult already for about a hundred years prior to that," Soran chuckled while briefly touching the dog collar set around his neck. At it being mentioned that Viaresu had only been seven during their first encounter, the sandy blonde male gave a slight click of his tongue as if agitated he was saying he was still older than him. That'd already been stated for Christ's sake!
"Why would you want to hear some of my compositions anyway? I'm more of a booknerd than a music addict. What music I've written was because it's the only topic yet most intricately detailed I can have with Koail without him becoming vague. They were also written for the purpose of teaching him what you're trying to teach him now and he somehow managed to convince me that music can express so much that words are incapable of expressing... Can it be one already made public?"
“Living isn't thinking, it's action.”  Viaresu “Texenius” Bierrez {( Out.Of.Context: ;;;; )}
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Posted: Fri Jun 20, 2014 11:36 pm
Reed de Févin "You were my everything.""Necrophiliacs?" Reed gave Viaresu a questioning look until the definition came to him. A shudder ran through his body and he quickly turned away to avert his disgusted look from them. Necrophiliacs! Those people alone were just... just wrong, but to be at a school?! He was beginning to think these kids were trying to run him out of town.
When Viaresu spoke up again Reed had managed to calm down, at least enough to face him again. "Oh, Lord of the Rings? I've never watched them." he commented while crossing his arms and tilting his head to the side. "I know there's a huge hype to them, but I could never get into them. You say you wrote their songs, though, huh? That's pretty impressive." There was doubt in his voice, but he was sure that wasn't surprising. When a teenager claims they wrote the soundtrack to a famous movie, it's easy to not believe them. Although there was something else in his voice. It sounded as though he was trying to believe, but the doubt overtook it.
Reed looked at Soran then back at Viaresu. "Well duuuuh!" he snorted and walked over to ruffle Viaresu's head. "You may not be a music addict, but I am! If you're going to stick around the band hall then I might as well entertain you guys with music, right? Or I guess it's the other way around this time, eh?" he chuckled, his hand falling back to his side."Your music will live on."
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Dantes_river Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jun 21, 2014 11:17 am
Soran “Koail” Ibrahim “దేశం ఆలోచిస్తూ లేదు, అది చర్య అన్నారు.” "Yes, sir. I know of at least two of them that run about the city as they please. Incubi and succubi have a sense for noticing the sin of lust for we are creatures that practically live in said realm. Apparently I'm the only abnormal partial incubus to ever exist because I'm uninterested in having random intercourse with another person," Viaresu nodded while faintly smiling at how Reed had to turn away in disgust. It was amusing watching normal people react to things seeing as he'd spent most of his life with his nose in a book out of sheer dedication to understand all he could or getting mad at a girl who was slightly older than him and her younger brother. "That's not what I said. I said the Enya I know found a human named Enya to sing the song May It Be for those movies. At least listen to the soundtracks if you can't get into the movies or the books. I'll bet you could even just go onto that YouTube site to find her song. My work and some vocals from the girl I've known as Enya for a long time, bxtch that she is for hitting me with a dictionary upon first introductions with each other, would be mostly under the title of Enigma. Ask him why he called it that. There's also Cirque du Soleil and Kokia if you're curious."
xXx"It's because he remained so enigmatic back when I first put his work out there. It was well-suited for him, but now that we've settled into familiarity with each other, he shows more of his expressions to me now. I never would've thought he'd show someone he was so emotionally fragile compared to this mask of indifference permanently etched onto his face. See how he's always got his arms crossed over his chest? He's shutting you out by doing that 'cause you asked what exactly we were and how old we were. Hey, quit messing with my guitar, Viaresu!" Soran smiled while deliberately pointing to the blonde's lack of expression and how his arms were crossed across his chest. At hearing his guitar begin playing on his back, he scowled and punched the other in the arm. At receiving a faint shrug, Viaresu's arms uncrossed while letting a bunch of the instruments in the room start up in playing along with Soran's guitar. Removing his jacket showed that instead of the grey tanktop underneath it and the jeans weren't truly what he was wearing, but an illusion. What he actually wore was what appeared to be something a belly dancer would wear.
"I believe it'd be easier for you to name a song and who it's by and we can tell you if it was him, me, Ross, Seda or anyone else we might know or if it was of human origin. I'm pretty sure he wouldn't mind playing his untitled work for you, but my untitled work will remain as mine and mine alone... Unless he gets ahold of them. I prefer my books to worldwide fans and stalkers which is why I don't mind others taking credit for it. We aren't people who like being in the spotlight and even if we did, we can't be placed into spotlights. That's why he usually just goofs off and takes compliments when they're given and I'm usually disliked for being too brutally honest or too intelligent. It's easier to surround one's self with books that don't judge you than it is to find those people who don't judge you for things you cannot control. Which reminds me, Soran, Lurtz is in this school," the partial incubus stated cooly while his cold gaze seemed to warm ever so slightly, his tail flicking a little more playfully behind him. Stepping backwards off the stage a few paces, his feet padding across the air as if it were a solid entity until his feet touched the actual solidity of the back of the chairs. "Ugh. Finally, he's letting me out! It's so amusing seeing him retreat from people. You must be the one and only Reed de Févin, the one trying to pry into places through bargains we don't need. The sun is sleeping quietly once upon a century. Wistful oceans calm and red. Ardent caresses laid to rest. For my dreams I hold my life, for wishes I behold my night. The truth at the end of time, "Losing faith makes a crime". I wish for this nighttime to last for a lifetime. The darkness around me shores of a solar sea. Oh how I wish to go down with the sun. Sleeping, weeping, with you. Sorrow has a human heart, from my god it will depart. I'd sail before a thousand moons, never finding where to go. Two hundred twenty-two days of light will be desired by a night, a moment for the poet's play until there's nothing left to say. I wish for this nighttime to last for a lifetime. The darkness around me shores of a solar sea. Oh how I wish to go down with the sun. Sleeping, weeping, with you..."
"Lurtz?! Oh my God! Major squee moment! You should've told me sooner, Viaresu! It's been years since I've seen that obedient lil' lapdog. He'll freak once he figures out I'm here. I wonder if his parents put that alert in the school system to alert them if he starts showing a will of his own like how they told Illia. Two whole years I spent with him when he was still an elf and I couldn't get him to crack a smile much less remove his gaze from his feet. His ninth birthday and his parents forced him into being a vampire. A few days later, he showed up in Nikki's garden with his neck and arms all torn up and bloody 'cause he didn't want to live his life like that. We tried calming him down for days, but if we took our eyes off him for a second, he'd start clawing at himself again. I was about to tell him I could reverse the process when his sisters showed up and dragged him back home despite the princess' protests and I haven't seen him since. I heard he's never been beat in a fight though, but he's always had that weird sense of perception where he's already ten steps ahead of you. Too bad I've never had any method to be predicted~. It was amusing teasing him by making him chase me and Nikki around the palace," Soran cheered excitedly, his feet lifting off the stage every five seconds from him hopping up and down. It had felt like an eternity since he'd seen the blue haired, blue eyed youth called Lurtz Allÿwar. While he'd been able to protect the musician and the vampire princess from any and all harm, he'd been unable to keep up with Soran's ability to avoid him like the plague. Perhaps he'd gotten better since he was a kid. Uh oh. Viaresu let the other side out...
“Living isn't thinking, it's action.” Viaresu “Texenius” Bierrez {( Out.Of.Context: ;;;; )}
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Posted: Fri Jun 27, 2014 11:28 pm
Reed de Févin"You were my everything."Although the band director was still plenty skeptical, he was willing to go along with what they were saying. Right... So these two contributed to major works. In fact, they were also saying that every great composer in history was not only a liar, but a thief of their works! Not necessarily a thief, but they used the boys' works as their own. Now that... That didn't sit well with the musician, and it was understandable. People often didn't respond well to being told that everything they learned was just a lie.
Reed sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose, mentally playing Beethoven's "Eroica" in his mind - or Viaresu's "Eroica", he didn't know anymore. It took a minute of modulations and deceptive cadences for the teacher to be able to smile again. "Alright, fine, but there's one thing I don't get. If you're so-" He stopped as music was suddenly played and looked over to see the instruments working like something out of a cartoon. He blinked at it once and stared, then looked back just in time to be sung to by a strange-acting Viaresu. Quirking his eyebrow, he continued. "As I was saying, if you two are so good at music then why bother going to a music class? To meet other people your age? Or, uh, the age you look? You saw it yourself, there was another student here but she decided to up and run out." he sighed."Your music will live on."
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Dantes_river Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jun 28, 2014 7:07 am
Soran “Koail” Ibrahim “దేశం ఆలోచిస్తూ లేదు, అది చర్య అన్నారు.” "Because he loves music so much he wouldn't dare think of entering a school without putting music as a class. As for me, well, I signed up for every class except for that on the one topic I despise others for thinking it's all that's on my mind. As I stated before, unlike most incubi and those of the male gender, mostly that of humans, sex is the last thing on my mind. This school system chose my schedule for me albeit I will say I've visited all of the classrooms and left sharpie images upon the desks whether anyone realized it or not. My reasons for entering the school is simple really; has the educational system declined or soared in their expectations of their students since I was last in a school? Thus far, Viaresu's already come to the decision it's on the decline which means even more morons in the world. I say it's neither option. In order for it to be on the decline, there would have to be some kind of inclination for it to decline from and in order for it to rise, it would need effort truly put into education systems. Based upon previous statistics, the school systems are idle which means they haven't really moved and I don't entirely blame any one specific area. They try to create balance and smarter generations, but then man finds fault in it or the teachers don't put forth the effort or the students don't try. The sports thing just needs to be dropped from scholarships altogether though. Sports are hobbies and extremely lame. Then there's the whole global warming and ice age crap scientists go on about. Neither is happening! Man is just spoiled with air conditioners and heaters while stealing land from that which was there before them. They need to stop breeding for a bit and building shxtty cities," Viaresu answered while walking so nonchalantly on the backs of seats in the audience. As his back faced the duo, his wings fidgeted briefly and his tail swayed mischievously behind him. Letting his tail slide around his thigh, his lips twitched up in a faint smirk before he suddenly vanished and stood beside the music teacher. "You're not liking what we've said. Most don't so we're honestly not surprised. Few like complete honesty because reality can be cruel at times and they wish to have hope in things that are nigh near impossible. You don't have to believe us though, sir. We're not going to force you to believe anything as it is not our place. I understand your doubts. All that you learned about Beethoven, Bach, Tchaikovsky, Mozart and many others was just said to be the work of another that simply gave those gifted enough to see it's beauty make it public... We don't really care either way so long as you can hear the beauty that is within music that is real. It's your decision either way. Even Eric won't make you believe he was the opera ghost that tried to steal a human away. All I care about is the emotion you put into every note and all that you can hear and feel in every note played to you, every word sung. You're a wise man after all. You've noticed how I've seemed to change so suddenly."
xXx"Tex, stop teasing him. I do love music a lot though. Viaresu just wants someone to make him feel normal; someone who can make him sound the way he looks without making him super irritable at those who just want to bicker about him being wrong. And, um... This is his other personality, for lack of explaining it in the most honest answer possible. This side is called Tex and while he doesn't like it, it's far more expressive than the other side. He doesn't like vulnerabilities much like he doesn't like talking about himself," Soran clarified even if only a little bit. As he spoke, of course, Viaresu's mischievousness seemed to become a little more timid, his smile vanishing completely as his tail tightened around his thigh.
“Living isn't thinking, it's action.” Viaresu “Texenius” Bierrez {( Out.Of.Context: ;;;; )}
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Posted: Wed Jul 02, 2014 7:12 pm
☸ Alan Brandt ☸ "The science of it all is simple." Step. Step. Step.
The quiet halls echoed with the sounds of light, quick steps, the feet belonging to a young man in a lab coat. He held a small map in his hands, purchased off of a sketchy student that he didn't wait around to get the name of. He walked fast, glancing from the paper to the numbers on the walls nervously. How could he be so lost, with a map in his hands? Never mind that it was drawn onto printer paper with a crayon and sold for twenty dollars, all that mattered was that the frantic young man was hopelessly lost. Panicking, he had to physically stop and lean against a wall, tossing the paper to the side and setting his hands on his rapidly moving chest. Why was it so damned hot? Why was this place so big? Why did his father have to get him this stupid job?!
It took ten minutes and a paper bag he'd stuffed into his pocket earlier to calm himself back down, his hyperventilating getting him no further than before. The slender male stood on shaky legs, taking a deep, yet stifling breath as he started walking once more, singing to himself in an attempt to calm his nerves: "Einstein was the first who stated, he was the first who dared: Mass and energy are related, by E = mc2."
A thud suddenly was heard, and Alan shrieked girlishly, practically climbing up a wall in fear. After several moments of silence, he swallowed back the lump in his throat and started towards the noise, repeating to himself Newton's law of universal gravitation, as well as Kepler's laws of planetary motion. Spotting a doorway with light, he shakily reached out for the door frame, pulling himself closer and peeking inside.
"H-hello?" he called, licking his lips before venturing inside. "C-can someone help me?" The young male's voice was low, nervous, and completely matched his frightened professor appearance, laced with a Rhodesian accent that he shouldn't have had, seeing how young he seemed to be, which could only be in his early to mid-twenties. His glasses were about to slide off of his face, exposing light green eyes filled with fear and a small level of determination. His slight build was masked by the shapeless lab coat he wore, although every other move would hint at the trim body within. Brown hair with small waves reached his collar, his long white neck graced by a single ornament: a delicate silver chain necklace with a diamond charm, and had anyone looked closely, they would've seen a tiny "B" in the middle of the gem. On the top right pocket was a staff ID, not unlike any other one that the teachers likely had, with his name, Alan Brandt, printed in block letters, a picture of him peering into the camera curiously, and his job underneath, which read "Advanced Placement Physics" just above "Science Department Head". "The numbers never lie."
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Posted: Wed Jul 02, 2014 7:47 pm
Reed de Févin"You were my everything."As Viaresu - or someone else since he seemed to be referring to himself in third person - talked on and on about how, in simple terms, this school, along with the entire world, was on the brink of extinction due to stupidity, Reed found himself zoning out. He sure talks a lot, he noted mentally, giving the boy a blank stare. I wonder if he's in debate. I bet he goes past the time limit a lot. Hmm... I wonder if I can make a song out of his voice. B. B. B. Ab. Oh, a C! Well, give it a low alberti bass and we might be able to make something.
"Hey now," he said after something reached him. "Although I'd like more funding instead of the leftovers of the sports group, we've got to give them credit. Music and sports go hand-in-hand. Players and crowds don't get motivated without the upbeat and taunting music to play. Marching band's a sport, too, you know."
He finally smiled tiredly at Viaresu. "Heh, I wasn't expecting a speech for what I said. You must've been thinking about this for a while, huh?" His smile widened when Soran explained just who Tex was. "Aww, you just wanted more friends? That's so cute!" he guffawed and strode over to him. He wrapped his arms around Tex and shook him around in a playful glomp.
In the middle of his playful shake a doctor seemed to step in. Reed stopped altogether and glanced over to see who the knew person was. His first thought was that the man was a student, but he changed his mind when he saw the lab coat. "Oh hello." he greeted, still holding Tex in his arms. "What do you need help with?""Your music will live on."
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Posted: Wed Jul 02, 2014 7:59 pm
☸ Alan Brandt ☸ "The science of it all is simple." "Ah!" Alan flinched at the men he saw, all seeming to be taller than he was, and making him feel thirty times smaller. Before he could shrink out of the room (and existence), a man with white hair noticed him, and the department head was stuck where he was. He coughed once into his fist, trying to make his shy tone less squeaky, which didn't work. "I-I'm lost," he explained, voice cracking twice already. "I'm supposed to be in the science building, but this student sold me a bad map and no one seems to hear me, much less want to help me." Looking back up to the man, he blushed lightly and backed away, bringing his pity party to a halt. "B-but it's okay, I-I'll find a way. Sorry t-to have b-bothered you and your fr-friends." Alan turned on his heel and tried to stride back out, only to get his foot caught on his own pant leg and wind up tripping to the ground, crying out painfully and in surprise as he hit the floor. God, I'm useless, he thought disdainfully.. "The numbers never lie."
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Dantes_river Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jul 02, 2014 10:38 pm
Soran “Koail” Ibrahim “దేశం ఆలోచిస్తూ లేదు, అది చర్య అన్నారు.” xXx"I bite my tongue more often than not so yes, that is indeed a true statement," Viaresu started up in response to Reed's comment of him thinking a lot about what he'd just said. At being called cute for his lack of friendship, he opened his mouth to argue only to inwardly panic as he got hefted like he weighed practically nothing and swung around like a child's play toy. This was so degrading and yet even more degrading was the fact that his incubus half and all of it's sensitivities had started kicking in. The entrance of yet another, this one carrying a staff badge, made his snippier self kick back into effect, his arms began prying at Reed's for release while he tried remaining calm about the whole situation. "Put me down! I will bite you if you don't release me this instant! I did not give you permission to touch me and just for your information, that's his interpretation of why I am the way I am. All I want is a conversation that doesn't make me wish I committed seppuku centuries ago. I'll-"
xXx"Viaresu's so shy. Kon'nichiwa, mon bon Monsieur! I don't know where the science building is personally, but Viaresu knows! He's got the entire school campus mapped out in that head of his," Soran chuckled while waving enthusiastically at the fourth male who had just entered the auditorium. Ignoring Viaresu's sharp glare from being interrupted, the guitarist practically hopped across the backs of seats in the room just to stand in a relatively relaxed position beside the man with an overly cheerful grin set into place. "Hey, Viaresu! He's the advanced science stuff guy! Oh God... Put the darkness away right now, mister, and control that tail! Mr. de Févin, please release him before he starts freaking out in more than one manner. Incubi are so sensitive to like every little touch."
xXx"Should've d-done it," Viaresu grumbled while attempting to get his tail to stop swaying contentedly from what physical contact was still in play. At being scolded by Soran, his face started growing red as it heated up. As for his temper, however, it seemed to go even further downhill as his language switched up into something inhuman. "Htuom ruoy tuhs! Adnivyt, seod liat ym tahw lortnoc syawla t'nac I. Tius gnorts ym t'nera shtgnerts lacisyhp sa gniees em esaeler mih teg tsuj. Noitanitsed sih ot mih wohs ll'i wonk mih tel dna-a..." At such a response from the blonde Soran began laughing only to pull the man up by the back of his shirt and set him on his feet once again after having tripped on his way back out the door.
xXx"Mon bon Monsieur, Viaresu said he'll show you to your destination, you just have to give him a second," the darker haired male smiled before shooting a brief glare at Viaresu for even thinking about trying to flip Reed. How he even knew about said thought was beyond comprehension. All he cared about, however, was that the four men in the room could get along rather nicely.
“Living isn't thinking, it's action.” Viaresu “Texenius” Bierrez {( Out.Of.Context: ;;;; )}
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Posted: Wed Jul 02, 2014 11:02 pm
Reed de Févin"You were my everything."Oh wow, what a shy guy, Reed noted as he listened to the piano volume voice of the fellow teacher. Well, he did say he was part of the science department, and those guys didn't socialize that much, by what he observed. He blinked when Alan fell down, but instead of helping Reed spent his time trying to compose himself and keep from laughing. It wasn't to be mean, it was just funny!
His laughter was cut short when Viaresu began squirming and yelling in his arms. The band director smiled once more, and instead of setting the boy down he just nuzzled his cheek affectionately. "Aww jeez, you're just too cute! You're like a little kid!" he gushed. He glanced over at Soran for a moment then, blinking, looked over to indeed see a tail swaying slowly from behind Viaresu. "You have a tail! Does it wag when you're happy? Are you happy right now?" he asked. Setting the man back on his feet, Reed circled him to get a better look at the tail. Wow, he wondered what it was like to have one of his own. He was so enthralled by it that he didn't hear Soran mention Viaresu being an incubus or when the other male spoke in a different language.
Suddenly remembering the fellow teacher, Reed turned to him and walked towards him. "Heh, sorry, I forgot you for a second." he laughed apologetically and reached a hand out for a handshake. "I'm Reed de Févin. I'm the band director here." He looked over his shoulder at the two students. "Hey, why don't we all go to the science building? I've been meaning to take a tour around the school, anyway. I've got to set up routes for my marching band to go through during pep rallies." he beamed."Your music will live on."
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Posted: Wed Jul 02, 2014 11:15 pm
☸ Alan Brandt ☸ "The science of it all is simple." The shaking man barely noticed as his collar was gripped, letting out a cry as he was suddenly yanked to his feet. He landed on the ground, legs quivering as he tried to completely keep his balance. Quiet as he was, he raised his fists to his eyes as embarrassed tears surfaced at the white-haired man's laugh, reminding him instantly of high school. And then for him to suggest that they all went?! He almost reached out to shake Reed's hand, trying to figure out what to say to his request, only to be unable to deny the others.
"Bu-but, I don' even know you people!" he cried, pulling his hand away from the band director's and shoving it into his pocket, backing away further. He hated being around people in general, even more with people he didn't know. "A-and more than th-that, Miss Mayazaki said not to l-let students into the sci-science building until the Chemistry teacher finishes cleaning u-up the debris from h-his last experiment!" In the back of his mind, he remembered the Chem Lab teacher, still treating burns from the huge explosion that nearly took out half the building. "The numbers never lie."
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Posted: Thu Jul 03, 2014 12:07 am
Soran “Koail” Ibrahim “దేశం ఆలోచిస్తూ లేదు, అది చర్య అన్నారు.” xXxBristling at the very thought of being compared to a child, Viaresu's tail flicked in a slightly less than amused manner. And then his tail was the object of interest for the music teacher which made his face heat up even more. Why was it that nearly no one understood the embarrassment and degradation he felt to people staring not to mention touching him? Flexing his hand briefly, he considered decking the teacher for several long seconds. Instead, he opted for stalking past him while returning his jacket over the wings curled up on his spine, his tail having curled itself back around his thigh as the illusion of torn up blue jeans and a red t-shirt covered up what skin was exposed on him. "I'm not a dog, stupid. It has a mind of it's own so it moves of it's own volition. It has nothing to do with whether I'm happy or anything. You two can stay and focus on your music or whatever. I'll take him where he needs to go and give him a map of the school building."
xXx"Aw. He's embarrassed about his tail. Oh yeah! This is Viaresu and I'm Soran Ibrahim. We're supposed to be students, but we've had some issues with the school and the teachers so we normally just hang out around here 'cause it's the most fun room albeit Viaresu would disagree," Soran smiled only to blink when he noticed Viaresu twitch at the mention of the female principal's name. Oh God no! This poor fellow stirred up the wasp's nest inside of the halfbred incubus. And there he went to gripping the man's shoulder ever so firmly and redirecting him outside of the auditorium. "Looks like we're going then... Viaresu, be nice."
xXx"I am being nice. Believe me, mon bon Monsieur, your little principal can kiss my a** on what she says I can and cannot do. She isn't my boss and I will do as I please. Besides that, I've been in that building a million times and I'm perfectly fine. You wanted to know about your classroom so I intend to show it to you seeing as I'm apparently the only one who knows where it is. Based on that fact and the many hours of your life you'll waste being lost and antisocial, something I would've preferred remaining myself if I didn't have this annoying habit of calling people morons, I'm saving you time and escaping from two certain people trying to convince me to play music for them or of how I supposedly seek friendship. I don't care to be social and I don't give a flying fxck as to the rules and regulations of other people who think they can control me," Viaresu responded while avoiding any other contact than that of his hand on the man's shoulder. As the incubus had made relatively clear to Reed previously, he didn't care for the principal of the school much less the teachers. All he wanted to know was how well the school systems did their job and what their curriculum for their school grades were in the present time. If he spent a few school years here, well he was just wasting time.
xXx"He doesn't really care for most of the teachers that've been here much less the principals. It doesn't really seem like many of them care how stupid their future generations will be anyways," Soran stated from behind the nerdier of the two males, his guitar lightly padding against his back with every step he took. Somehow this turned into Viaresu breaking the rules of the school in spite of a woman he'd never really interacted with yet had obviously seen around. Viaresu could be mean like that even as shy as he really was. It was because of that there'd been many accusations of being bipolar if not suffering from a second personality altogether for him. People just didn't understand that there wasn't really any change other than instability between species that made him seem like two different entities in one. The fact that he pretended certain behavioral aspects were another entity known as Tex was just to make others feel they were right even if they were wrong.
“Living isn't thinking, it's action.” Viaresu “Texenius” Bierrez {( Out.Of.Context: ;;;; )}
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Posted: Thu Jul 03, 2014 12:23 am
Reed de Févin"You were my everything.""Aww look at him, in his rebellious stage already." Reed gushed while elbowing Soran playfully. He smiled softly at the man that seemed to be acting like a wild animal trapped in a corner. "It's alright if you don't know us. You're new here, and so am I. We can learn about the school and the people here together." he offered. At hearing the little rebel ramble on about Kiyaka, Reed couldn't help but chuckle. "Don't listen to him," he told the scientist. "Viaresu plays by his own rules. You like having all the control, don't you?" he asked while swinging an arm around the back of Viaresu's neck and playfully pulling him close to ruffle his hair.
After getting an earful for teasing him again, the director chuckled and released him. "Anyway, my mind's made up. Soran and I are going." he said with a stubborn look in his eyes that said no amount of words would deter him."Your music will live on."
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Posted: Thu Jul 03, 2014 12:42 am
☸ Alan Brandt ☸ "The science of it all is simple." The physicist sighed, slouching at the stubbornness he was met with. This wasn't what he wanted. How come he always ended up with the crazies? "I don't like any of you," he grumbled, shyness going out the window now that he knew he was stuck with these people. He was already misanthropic. This was only making it worse. Alan turned back to the door, a large sweatdrop rolling slowly down the side of his head. "Alright, let's go. I need to get everything set up in time for tomorrow." "The numbers never lie."
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Posted: Fri Jul 04, 2014 6:58 pm
Soran “Koail” Ibrahim “దేశం ఆలోచిస్తూ లేదు, అది చర్య అన్నారు.” xXxAfter having shot Reed a sharp glare for having treated him like some kind of child, a dark smile passed over Viaresu's face. "That's good, Alan, because I absolutely loathe you. That places us in mutual hateship. I also hate those two from the very depths of my being too so it doesn't bother me another scientist dislikes me," the blonde male snickered while continuing his route towards the science building. Using his freehand, he gave Reed and Soran a dismissive wave as if letting them know he could care less if they opted to follow so long as they didn't bother him. If this whole childish treatment continued, he'd release several of his seals just to vent not to mention wanting to destroy said person or persons treating him like he was a teenage male just going through a phase. Of course Soran would be keeping him under control. The insanely cheerful guitarist always did show up when he wasn't asked for after all.
xXx"Enjoy hating me then. It doesn't bother me anymore," Soran hummed from behind the physiologist and the biggest booknerd ever to exist at any given point in time since the Pandora's Box issue. Hehehe. It made him wonder how many thought Pandora's Box was a myth now that he thought about it. Flashing Reed his sweet, cheery grin, he nodded his agreement of Viaresu being rebellious and enjoying being in charge. "Viaresu loves being in charge if he's involved, but could care less if he isn't. His girlfriend-."
xXx"Ex-girlfriend, Soran. Stupid bxtch can suck my-," Viaresu growled over his shoulder only to scowl when Soran opted to interrupt again."Right! We do not speak of the she-devil when she's being overly dramatic over minor details. It's just how it is... Which of the science classrooms are you taking us to first?" "Anatomy and Physiology based upon the route I'm taking. And the dragon on the desk survived the chemical explosion from previous morons... But yes, we'll be going to the Anatomy and Physiology classroom. Like the rest of the classes here, it was about as dull as what happened in the chemistry lab from what I saw in my out of body experience during last year's excursion. Too bad the psychology teacher had that fling with one of the sins. Seeing someone die here would've been far more entertaining and I wouldn't have to worry about charms on doorways meant to wipe memories of them... I'm not even going to finish that thought. I will say it was a glorious time period when people began vanishing like Melody Shell, the previous female Sex Ed teacher. It meant less stupid people I had to bite my tongue, grin and bear." Giving a slight shrug, Viaresu removed his hand from the physiologist's shoulder and padded onwards down the hall away from the auditorium.
xXx"Viaresu's very snippy and sarcastic with his brute honesty so don't take any offense, Mr. Brandt. He doesn't like many people either and unless you prove to be a worthy challenge, he'll put you under the category of the morons of the world. For such a rebellious juvenile delinquent, he's such a little nerdy bookworm," Soran chuckled as the blonde took the lead and Soran took up a position beside Reed just behind Alan. It was funny how the duo had managed to split the four of them to where there was a fair haired and dark haired individual that had similarities yet differed from the others. What made it even funnier was how there was a student and teacher that was split the same way!
“Living isn't thinking, it's action.” Viaresu “Texenius” Bierrez {( Out.Of.Context: ;;;; )}
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