Entering the Diner behind Aislin, Aster watched as she headed towards one of the corner booths. Following right behind her, Aster noticed that the diner was still fairly empty. This was actually something he enjoyed, as there was not too many people around. Sitting down in the seat right across from Aislin, Aster would simply pick up a menu and begin reading it. Not even lowering it as Aislin attempted to talk to him. "No, this is my first time here." he stated.
Aislin raised her eyebrows in mild surprise. She didn't know anyone who lived in Death City that had never been to the diner at least once. Then again, she never really did asked and simply assumed he had lived in the city. For all she knew, he could be passing through on his way to where ever. But did he say he was a student? A pool of questions and unknown answers swirled in Aislin's mind as she stared blankly at the menu before her. What hadn't she had at this place? "They have really good milkshakes here if you're into that kind of thing."
+ Soul Perception - allows to perceive souls + Maka Chop - An ability inherited from Maka. It's Aislin's substitute for pepper spray. + Anti-Demon Wavelength -acts as a barrier against insanity and darkness +Grigori Soul - allows the ability to fly +Weapon Gene - Can create blades from any part of her body + Soul Menace - Can resonate soul wavelength into an opponent's body by delivering a direct physical blow + Healing Hands - Can fully heal minor wounds (cuts, gashes, scrapes) and semi-heal mortal wounds
As he continued to read the menu, Aster's eyes went to the section where the milkshakes were listed, as she mentioned that they were really good. One thing about Aster, was that he had a craving for things like milkshakes, strawberry milkshakes in particular, though he would never tell anyone. "I guess that I could try a milkshake." he told her before placing the menu down. "I've decided on what to eat. You?" he asked.
Aislin saw a little of flicker of something in Aster when she mentioned milkshakes. If he was actually happily anticipating it, his brusque manner indicated otherwise. "Yeah." she replied giving a little nod. One of the waitresses eventually made her way over to the pair to take their order. "Oh, Aislin. Back already? Weren't you here last week? What happened to your self avowed diet? But enough of that, what can I get you two?" the friendly waitress asked, laughing as Aislin turned a bright red. The waitress was making it sound if Aislin ate here all the time. "I think I can indulge a bit. It's nice seeing you again, though. I'll be having a caesar salad and an ice tea, please." She was sure, now, that Aster's impression of her grew odder by the second."And for you, sir?"
+ Soul Perception - allows to perceive souls + Maka Chop - An ability inherited from Maka. It's Aislin's substitute for pepper spray. + Anti-Demon Wavelength -acts as a barrier against insanity and darkness +Grigori Soul - allows the ability to fly +Weapon Gene - Can create blades from any part of her body + Soul Menace - Can resonate soul wavelength into an opponent's body by delivering a direct physical blow + Healing Hands - Can fully heal minor wounds (cuts, gashes, scrapes) and semi-heal mortal wounds
Aster remained quiet as the waitress came over and began talking to Aislin. He didn't seem too interested in their brief conversation, in fact, he wasn't even paying attention to them. He found himself staring out at the streets of the death city. It was only when the waitress spoke to him, that Aster was brought back to them. Glancing over at her, Aster nodded, "A vanilla milkshake and a small slice of peach pie. he would tell her. Aster, while being the person that he is, could have one weakness, he liked sweets. He had a sweet tooth and at times, that had gotten him into a few fights in the past.
"Alright. Your order will be out shortly."the waitress said before departing. Hearing Aster's order made Aislin smile a little bit. How bad could a guy be if he would consume that much sweetness in one sitting. The only way it could get any more interesting would be if he asked for a large helping of whip cream with that pie. His austere appearance and manner in contrast with his order was almost comical. "Thank you again for earlier and this. You really didn't have to."
+ Soul Perception - allows to perceive souls + Maka Chop - An ability inherited from Maka. It's Aislin's substitute for pepper spray. + Anti-Demon Wavelength -acts as a barrier against insanity and darkness +Grigori Soul - allows the ability to fly +Weapon Gene - Can create blades from any part of her body + Soul Menace - Can resonate soul wavelength into an opponent's body by delivering a direct physical blow + Healing Hands - Can fully heal minor wounds (cuts, gashes, scrapes) and semi-heal mortal wounds
Aria stood in front of the diner, staring at the door with caution as she drew a sharp breath. Amelia was most probably angry at her; after all not once had Aria contacted her sister during her mission in Australia. It was amazing how Australia had allowed the populous of Kishins to lurk about. Every now and again someone would go missing however because they had gotten used to it, they treated as if it were a normal occurrence. In reality, the mission was only meant to last three days at the most, that time was extended due to the abundance of Kishin that they had to get rid of.
Therefore, a week and a half later, standing outside of death diner with her ripped faded skinny jean, a tank top with her leather jacket wrapped around her waist and her hair tied into a messy bun. Aria wore a pair of black high heels with a strap that buckled them onto her feet. Her heels added a total of four inches to her height, making her five ft. seven for the time being.
Opening up the door, she slid into a booth and waited for a waitress to serve her. She glanced around shyly, despite her confident choice of clothing; Aria had still been a little shy of other people. Especially when there were many people in one place and she had yet to introduce herself to anyone in Death City. Besides Amelia, she didn’t really know anyone else, mostly because she had always had the company of her twin sister.
When she had looked finally looked at the menu she had noticed that the waitress had just arrived waiting to take her order whilst Aria had decided to peruse the Japanese section of the menu.
“Uhm can I please have a serve of shashimi, two onigiri, a plate of teriyaki chicken sushi and a pot of green tea,” She began, thinking about it she really did order a lot for her sister, “Also can I please have a coffee black with two sugars and the burger with fries.”
Finished with her order she gave the waitress a soft smile and watched as she had disappeared in order to go and get her order. Looking around carefully once again she had fiddled with the sleeve of her leather jacket. Noticing two defining people, she saw a girl who resembled one of the people who had fought against the Kishin that threatened to destroy the world. Another however appeared rather dark. Turning back to her booth she became flustered, hoping that they didn’t notice her staring.
"Whether you're going to call that bluff or fold your cards and lose."
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Location: Death Diner. With: The Waitress. Condition: Tired and has a big purple bruise on her side, but otherwise fine. _____________________________________________________________
Amatha was in the back of the place working out deals, before heading around to the front of the place and walking in. She asked for a table and someone took her to her seat. She just got back from a mission and she was parched and hungry." What would you like beautiful miss?" said a server. Amatha slowly turned her head to the male and said," Milk Black Tea and a Pork stew please.." The server blushed and replied," On the way mis..miss!" Amatha then thought to herself while waiting for her order to come.
Abilities: (Up to 8 ) + Transformation Magic: Since she is part which she can't transform into her weapon form naturally like some users. She has to use Magic to turn into her weapon form and it allows her to use magic even in her weapon form.
+ Summon of the Three Weapon Bards: They are bards which are people who play music in their weapon form. There music can effect someone either with burning them, Poisioning them or making them fall asleep. - Sleeping Bard Alice: With her weapon out of her she can make anyone fall asleep for a good amount of time (and theres a 50 % chance the move will not work on the person)[7 posts]
- Burning Bard Blake: He may look all calm and nice and naturey but he will put who into a blaze for awhile.[3 posts]
- Posion Bard Ultha: his sweet saddening smile brings you to a relax moment but with one sound of his weapon form flute will posion you dear heart [ last 5 posts]
+ Next Level Witches Circle[Soul resonance move with Miester] Next Level is a move where the mister and weapon to soul resonance together and instead of creating a new weapon of herself. Her weapon for disappears and a witches circle gets created around her mister and with three different commands he/or she can hit actual types of magic at the enemie. Fire, Lighting, or Earth.[which throws giant rocks at]
+ Up Grade Witches Circle[Soul resonance move byself] Just being herself can make her go into soul resonance with no mister, but this time it the witches circle surrounds the enemy and does the three types of magic, fire, lighting or earth.
+ Metal Reaper Weapon and Armor Form: -Weapon: Just being the weapon itself, well she can advance herself to changed her weapon form into a beast but only 1 though.
- Armor: She can changed into armor for her mister but it doesn't go on the mister it floats above the mister. and it protects the mister for[6 posts]
Glancing back at Aislin, Aster would only nod at her thanks. Though he really didn't understand why she was thanking him, he did this because he felt obliged to repay her. "There's no need for thanks. I'm only doing what I need to in order to repay you for your help before." he stated as he leaned back in the booth and looked away. He seemed to have been lost in thought or just bored. this kind of thing was out of the ordinary for him.
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xxxxxxxxxxx_____________________________________________________________________________ Almighty Christ, that was one tough mission to accomplish. Not to mention the fact that the whole mess was caused by the mayor himself. Really, what kind of mayor would allow his town get over run by those dally dilly shelly shellie. The distortion of peace could have been prevented if the mayor wasn't so stubborn in trying to 'keep the peace' by only using the police force. It was good that no innocent lives were loss in that crisis. Janus couldn't help but feel extremely tired and bothered by the rate of how many kishins were appearing nowadays.
It seems they were relentless in the causing havoc in the human world. Majority of the cases that were held targeted young woman in uniforms. There may be more to this scheme than it seems. But that would be for the higher ups to decide. For now all he wanted was some grub and call it good. Janus thought to himself silently as he approached the diner in a slouchy manner, 'I hope that cute waitress is here today'. He wasn't really dress properly but it was casual and sleek with his hair tied into a ponytail. He looked rather like a mafia gangster from afar with his slender tall masculine physique. Strolling in like a usual he announced his presence in a friendly manner to the Chief of da house. "May I have the usual please?" Smiling he sliding into one of the stool by the counter upfront where you could be serve instantly. "Ah and could I get a cup of black coffee with no sugar to go along with it too, if you don't mind."
After knowing that the chief got his order, he quickly peered around to see if that cute waitress was around. Sadly she wasn't here today. Though however he did see a few new faces in the lot. No one particular of interest, but perhaps that young lady over there with the jacket and all. "My my my...some new faces, maybe this town ain't gonna be so plain after all." Hearing a clack sound, he spun himself around and gave his attention to the coffee that was set for him. Sipping it on it proportionally, he waited around before he brought his coffee on over to the las after the waitress had left her. "Mind if I join you?"
They're not really gone unless its goodbye, it just means their not here right now...
After some wandering around the City, taking in what was there to be taken in, Illo began to grow tired of the people he saw as potentially noble just a little while ago. At times like this it was best to clear one's head, get some food, maybe let down the standards a little and order the tea.
Inside the little diner was a microcosm of Death City itself. Meisters, weapons, demons, even a witch! Of course, Illo had no soul perception in this state, so he was relying on his fashion sense to tell the classes of souls apart.
Living here as long as he did, with his starved sponge-brain, Illo absorbed, contemplated, and understood a surprising amount of nuances in this way. But then there was one, quite unlike the rest, whom Illo couldn't nail down. She had many trappings of Wicca on her: parchment sticking out of her bag, the smell of incense the monks considered to be of the "sultry" variety, the signature leg cross when sitting. But there were also many of the habits of students, and especially the way she gestured, the way her hands were steady as a Bo staff.
I'll have some green tea... And a roll if it isn't too much trouble.
So the monk's diet isn't very colorful, who cares? What was perhaps more interesting, at least at a sociological level, was the fact he'd sat down at a table adjacent the witch in black. She looked tired.
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"Right..." Aislin said, pressing her lips together as her fingers became a fidgety mess under the table. Although he insisted it was for repayment, she was unaccustomed to such a thing. What she did was purely on instinct. It never really needed to be repaid and it certainly wasn't her intention to seek repayment. The waitress came moments later, dishes balanced expertly on a tray."Alright. A salad and tea for Aislin and a slice of peach pie and a vanilla milkshake for the gentleman. Enjoy your meal." the waitress said, setting the food and drinks on the table before taking her leave. "I hope I'm not prying by asking, but were you a student at the DWMA? I've never seen you around before." Something about the wording made Aislin mentally cringe and brace herself for some lecture type answer.
+ Soul Perception - allows to perceive souls + Maka Chop - An ability inherited from Maka. It's Aislin's substitute for pepper spray. + Anti-Demon Wavelength -acts as a barrier against insanity and darkness +Grigori Soul - allows the ability to fly +Weapon Gene - Can create blades from any part of her body + Soul Menace - Can resonate soul wavelength into an opponent's body by delivering a direct physical blow + Healing Hands - Can fully heal minor wounds (cuts, gashes, scrapes) and semi-heal mortal wounds
As the waitress came over with their food, Aster would sit up in the booth and nod his head towards her, "Thank you." he stated, before picking up his fork and taking a bite out of the pie. Just as he had begin eating, Aislin would ask if he was a student at the DWMA. Remaining quiet for a few seconds, Aster thought over her question as he really didn't know how to answer it properly. "At first, I was a student, but after learning all I needed to know, I left it. In fact, today was my last day there. I had planned on leaving the city, until you started to follow me."
There was no use trying to convince him that she wasn't following her so she didn't bother to "correct" him. "What you needed to know?" Aislin's interest peaked. She had heard of drop outs who had simply given up overall but not of one who had learned "what he needed" to and left. "Sorry. You don't have to answer that. I mean if you don't want to, that is." she said before picking up her fork to take a bite of her salad.
+ Soul Perception - allows to perceive souls + Maka Chop - An ability inherited from Maka. It's Aislin's substitute for pepper spray. + Anti-Demon Wavelength -acts as a barrier against insanity and darkness +Grigori Soul - allows the ability to fly +Weapon Gene - Can create blades from any part of her body + Soul Menace - Can resonate soul wavelength into an opponent's body by delivering a direct physical blow + Healing Hands - Can fully heal minor wounds (cuts, gashes, scrapes) and semi-heal mortal wounds
Aria’s attention had been alerted when a tall male had come to greet her, actually he had been asking whether she had minded whether or not he sat with her. At first she was flustered by the sudden attention to her presence and slightly cautious seeing as a stranger had approached her and that he looked as if he were a part of the Italian mafia. It took her a moment to process what he had inquired of her, however in the end she gave in with her kinder side and gave him a small smile.
]“You’re welcome to the seat if you don’t mind another person squeezing in,” She had replied, her voice a tone in between husky and light like a bird’s chirp had replied.
As the waitress had returned with the abundance of food which littered the table, Aria’s cheeks had turned red, she assume he would have thought that all this food was for her. When in reality it was more of a bribe to her twin sister in order to be on her good side again. Taking the black coffee she had ordered she had brought it up to her lips and took a sip. A wave of awkward silence seemed to have passed the pair as they sat in the booth. Glancing over at the dark stranger it seemed as if their eyes had met, however as soon as they did, she averted her own. Her embarrassment of being caught starting had been shown through the reddening of the tips of her ears and the bright blush upon her cheek.
]“S-So, there’s been an increase in Kishin numbers as of late..” She had stated as her pathetic excuse of a conversation starter.
Her body faced her stranger’s and she placed the slightly sweet black coffee on the table with the softest thud of the mug. Her legs crossed over each other under the table. It was clear that she was somewhat shy during this current moment if her blush and avoidance of his eyes were anything to tell. Aria glanced every now and then, observing him quietly. He looked rather tall, definitely taller than her, almost everyone was, even her twin sister. His hair was long and it gave him a shaggy look. Aria took a deep breath as she had fiddled with the french fry in her finger.
“Do you come here often?” She inquired shyly, her voice quiet, yet audible enough for him to hear.
"Whether you're going to call that bluff or fold your cards and lose."
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Location: Death Diner. With: Janus aka Tall Dark Stranger. Condition: Tired and has a big purple bruise on her side, but otherwise fine. _____________________________________________________________
