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 Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 6:19 pm
Louis Caros  Louis had been walking when he suddenly realized he had bumped into someone. Quite suddenly. "Ack! Sorry!" Louis said, then noticing who it was. "Oh... it's you. The one who was trying to elect Penelope for a sacrifice for some godforsaken reason." Louis remembered her well. "Wait, you aren't an assassin sent to sacrifice me, right? I'm hardly worth a sacrifice! I swear!" Louis began to make up a story in his head. "You can't sacrifice me because I am the avatar of... Ema Nekaf, lord of the color purple. And other dimensions. He would be most angry if you were to sacrifice me."
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 6:34 pm
χσ¢нιqυєтzαℓ  Penelope? Who was Penelope? Xochiquetzal gave him a queer look as she let go of him, listening to him rattle on about an assassin or another. It wasn't important, really; she had better things to spend her time with than to listen to some familiar stranger speak to her about sacrifices and avatars – … Avatars? She perked up with interest as she heard that, listening in closely to what he said. An avatar of a god – another one, like herself? She wasn't sure what to make of it. She hadn't heard of Ema Nekaf nor did she know there was a god of purple, a color she was most fond of. ..This was a sign. Surely, it was a sign!
“..I do not sacrifice the avatars.” She informed him as she took his hand and turned it over, examining it, “...The Ring of Solomen.. it is.. unusual..” Another sign! She held his hand tighter and looked back up at him, “...I would like to examine you.. further, avatar of Ema Nekaf.. Would you accompany me?” She normally wouldn't ask given the situation, but this was a fellow avatar! She had to respect him!
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 6:41 pm
Louis Caros Louis listened to her. "Well... huh. I mean yes, yes I shall. Though... as long as the examining doesn't involve using prongs. Or scalpels. Things like that." Was... Ema Nekaf a real god? Oh no... and now he lied! His soul might be in danger. Note to self... do not wear purple for the next few months.
Louis began to become curious about the girl though. If she really was sent from a deity she'd probably find out he was fake, but if he didn't go with her she might think that was suspicious...
"Okay, take me where you need me to be. Unless that place is here, but... that would most likely mean we wouldn't need to move. So... Onward to the not here place."
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 7:05 pm
AYU FENNEL "Just because I'm pretty...... A blonde lady appeared and asking if she can walk.. This must be the security that new health professor called upon to.. Timidly, Ayu nods while holding on her tummy.. "I.. I can.. Thank you.." Smiling bitterly.. "I'm sorry if I cause so much trouble for you to get me.."
While trailing the hallways along with her.. "I'm Ayu... Thank you for assisting me nice lady.." Uncertain how to call her.. She looked young for a security guard or a professor.. ....doesn't mean that I'm happy!"
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 7:40 pm
χσ¢нιqυєтzαℓ && Romane Bissette  For an avatar, he didn't seem to be very bright. But, Xochiquetzal was fine with that; avatars were merely vessels, after all, nothing more. His intelligence didn't matter – or it wouldn't if she could confirm his status. “..I do not.. own a scalpel..” She said to him. Not yet, anyway. But, perhaps it was some kind of sign that he even mentioned a scalpel and prongs. She may require them in the future, if so. She hummed thoughtfully and turned, about to lead him off to somewhere more private – when a blonde woman cut her path off. She stopped and looked at the official looking female curiously, who gave her a measuring stare in return. Accompanying her was.. Ayu.. Her brow creased as her mind started to work out this coincidence and it's implications, though Romane took it as frustration from being caught.
She had been walking with the sick child at a careful distance of two feet – no more, no less. Not so far that she wouldn't be able to catch her should she try to run, but not close to where she could catch whatever the girl had. She listened to the girl while she scanned the halls and, before she would respond to her, she saw a pair of aimless students. “..Get to study hall. Now.” She scolded, pointing off behind her at the loiterers. Xochiquetzal didn't protest as, well.. she was already heading out. Why should she? She gave a light tug on the avatar's hand before leading him away from the brief interruption, onwards to her room of magic! Rather, her club room.
~Exit Xochiquetzal & Louis to 6 GLOW~
Romane looked at Ayu as soon as the students had scampered off. Now was the time to address her. “If you're sorry for causing trouble, Ayu, then you will take better care of yourself. Getting sick is a waste of time and could remove you from having any further time if it is not tended to.” She scolded before starting to walk again, heading for the infirmary. She frowned for a moment however during the silence – the girl.. didn't seem to be a very bad egg. True, she was sick and that was obviously a result of laziness, but her manner of speech was rather.. innocent.
“...My name is Romane Bissette; I'm a security officer here. Heal yourself and return to classes or I will find you and force you to those classes.” She added as she held the door to the infirmary open for the girl, waiting for her to enter it so she could go back to patrolling the halls.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 9:06 pm
Persephone Mikelovitch
 ...Persephone became aware of the fact that the pale boy she had briefly talked to... was following her. Following her, and not talking. At all... Weird. Penelope raised an eyebrow at the boy. He was dressed very... uniquely. She assumed that he wasn't from around here. But still, just watching someone was a bit of an odd thing to do, unless it was just what whatever culture he was originally from did.
"My name?" Persephone said in response to the boy's query. "I'm Pe..." She paused, then smiled sweetly and extended a hand to the boy. "I'm Penelope. Penelope Mikelovitch. Is there... I mean, did you need something?"
Hm. If she could play an even slightly convincing version of her brother/sister, then she would definitely be able to reap in the entertainment of confusion later. To copy Penelope... all she would have to do is stutter a little, stare at the floor a lot, and act fairly friendly, but a bit awkward. She could do that easily. Then, maybe something to really make things interesting. A kiss? Or, maybe tripping the boy? Something disruptive that would be cause for confrontation later. Confrontation that Persephone would watch from a safe distance in a slightly less noticeable body... Ooh! She was evil...
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 10:18 pm
Ihsan.al.Seif 
"Is that really your name?" Ihsan asked, studying her curiously. "I've observed when mortals begin to speak but suddenly pause before continuing, this behavior frequently precedes a lie."
"And no."
Really, he was just bored. And they seemed to share a similar opinion about the school. And, well, he was bored. That was about explanation enough to explain pretty much anything he did. He clasped his hands behind his back as he walked, looking ahead. She was strange. Very plain compared to most of the other students, who were all quite flashy in appearance. He supposed he didn't have room to talk about that.
Especially since he could have made an effort to blend in better, but simply didn't feel like taking mortal form. Why should he? This was the one place he could among them in his natural form. Mortal skins were so restricting. He was of the Sheitan--really, these people should consider themselves lucky they were even meeting one of his kind. Well, meeting one of his kind who wasn't trying to trying to kill them. Fortunately, Ihsan didn't really go in for that sort of thing much.
He'd always felt there had to be something better to do with his time.
Ah, he was being too silent again, wasn't he?
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 10:38 pm
AYU FENNEL "Just because I'm pretty...... Ayu, startled to see the nice lady barked towards Louis and Xochixicho.. And before she could say anything, they left hurriedly.. Sigh.. Then glance back at the lady named Romane..
"You don't have to do that... I'm always present in my classes.. It's just I'm not feeling well today.." Then followed her towards the infirmary's door.. "Thank you.." Smiling towards Romane entering the said room.
Ayu felt really sick, her stomach cramps worsen her condition.. She might ask the doctor to let her sleep.. And she really do hate to drink that foul tasting liquid!....doesn't mean that I'm happy!" *exit to the infirmary*
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 10:51 pm
 Monica Linely
After a terrible start at the school, Monica walked out to the hallways. As she grabbed her bag she took out a smallish bottle of perfume. A nice smelling one, and sprayed it all over her. Even her hair, to get rid of the horrid vomit smell.
Whilst walking the hallways, Monica noticed pretty much her entire health class mingling. Ah. She didn't want to start a conversation with anyone, so she timidly grabbed out a book, a nd read as she walked along the hall.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 10:57 pm
Persephone Mikelovitch
Persephone looked awkwardly at her outstretched hand. The boy hadn't even told her his name, and so much for shaking hands. He had simply called her out on lying, and shortly answered her question with no expected return comment to add to their conversation. Now he just kept pace with Persephone in utter silence, staring at her. What the hell was with this guy? His behavior was completely bizarre... and had he called her a mortal? Implying... that he wasn't one?
Persephone raised an eyebrow. This was going to be an interesting challenge.
"Wha... Um, I'm not sure I understand." She said, faking bashfulness. "I mean, here YOU are, just sort of following me around, asking for... for MY name and not even giving your own, it just sort of... it sort of took me aback you know?" She shoved her hands deep into her pockets. "So... I guess what I'm trying to say is no. I'm not lying."
Was this guy really... well, something other than mortal? From the little he had said, it was obvious that he at least thought himself to be other than mortal, and, this being Rosentale, the chances of him being some otherworldly being were, in truth, rather good. If that was the case, was it still a good idea to try and mess with him? In any way? From what legends (and fairy tales) Persephone knew, that always seemed to be a bad idea...
Which made it all the more fun of course.
"Um... You... you don't talk much do you?" Persephone said, mimicking her brother/sister's hesitant speech pattern.
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2012 10:45 am
Ihsan.al.Seif
Ihsan was amused. Really. His people were expert tricksters and liars. If she wanted to pull one over on him, she was going to have to smooth out her lying technique, that was certain. He looked forward to getting to know this mortal. She was interesting.
He plucked the hand she had offered to him out of her pocket and bowed low, bringing it to his lips, though he did not quite kiss it. Meeting her eyes, he said, "I'm Ihsan al Seif. You're one of the more interesting people I've met here so I'm glad to make your acquaintance. I speak only when I've something to say. An inability to stay quiet is one of the most conspicuous failings of mortalkind." Ironically, that was possibly the longest speech he'd made since his arrival.
((I don't want to force a transformation so you can say she looked away just in time if you like.))
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2012 11:03 am
 Jason Ainsworth Speak softly and carry a big stick... Jason wandered through the halls and tried not to bump into anyone. After a few minutes of fruitless searching, Jason finally acknowledged that he was lost and class could start any second. He looked around for a map of the school, but this search failed, too. Jason threw his hand into the air in frustration and accidently smacked another student (Ihsan). He turned to apologise and prayed that he wouldn't stutter. "I-I'm so s-sorry!" he said quicky. Stupid stutter. Now I seem like a little wimp! Jason thought furiously. I prefer a sword Classes
1st Period: Battle Strategy/Physical Combat
2nd Period: English
3rd Period: Mythology
4th Period: Physical education
5th Period: Potions
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2012 2:44 pm
Persephone Mikelovitch It was obvious that this pale boy knew she was lying. She didn't know how he knew, but his countenance was like a parent listening to a child claim they hadn't eaten a cookie with crumbs on their face. And she was an excellent liar too... or at least, she had thought she was. Somehow, this guy was just out of her league.
Her heart fluttere, and she blushed. Was this what attraction felt like? It was very unpleasant.
She couldn't help but continue to blush as she locked eyes with him. She wasn't exactly used to looking someone of the opposite gender in the eye and well... staying the opposite gender, so it was a bit uncomfortable. Unsettling really, the fact that her brain didn't suddenly find it incredibly awkward that a boy had just almost kissed her hand. She could feel the earring in her right earlobe grow warm as it counterracted her condition in... whatever way it did that, before cooling down as she looked away from Ihsan and down to her hand.
"Okay then, Ihsan." She said, dropping her act and reverting to her normal speech patterns. "If you're not "mortalkind" then what are you? If you don't mind me asking? It's not every day that I meet "nonhumans" or whatever you call them." She wanted to know what creature had messed with her near perfect record of prank pulling. She liked the boy, but it didn't change the fact that she was still unhappy about him seeing through her act so easily.
Although she felt a little better after some random student walking by just up and smacked him.
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2012 4:07 pm
Ihsan.al.Seif "I'm a Djinn," Ihsan said, straightening. The girl's face had changed color--this was a reaction he was familiar with owing to the fact that Djinn also blushed. How amusing. "In your literature, you may know them as 'genies' However, mortal stories don't do my people justice. The inaccuracies are appalling."
But, he had to admit, it was flattering that mortals told stories about them, even if the details were wildly inaccurate (and thankfully too. It would be horrible if mortals everywhere knew all the ways to bind a Djinn and force them into servitude--that lack of common knowledge about such matters stop Ihsan from taking the precaution of keeping his real name an utter secret. But it was still a relief.), to know they had gone down in legend.
He supposed mortals always needed legends and it was probably a good think they could quickly recognize those creatures that were superior. Still, it was a strange need. But it was one that made them interesting.
Though his usually expressionless face showed no indication of surprise, Ihsan jumped slightly when Jason struck him without warning. He turned to the other boy curiously. "It's nothing," he said, waving a hand as he wondered why the other boy had such an odd way of speaking. He also wondered why Jason had hit him, but decided he didn't care enough to really press the matter. It hardly seemed worth it so he just regarded him quietly, trying to work out why Jason seemed so frustrated.
((Just an fyi but Ihsan's facial expression usually doesn't relay much emotion--he has normal voice inflection and body language but his expressions are incredibly subtle if they're there at all. Usually, he just looks kind of bored, regardless how he feels. LoL))
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2012 5:58 pm
EROS “True love won't lie, but you won't know unless you give it a try. Cupid doesn't lie, but you won't know unless you give it a try.” ❤::============>> Eros heading towards his next subject.. While figuring out how to get rid of his severe nosebleeds.. Crap! If this keeps on going.. I'll.. I'll DIE!! Gripping unto his hair.. Besides Tshila won't be hanging out with him anymore! which is bad of course!
He must do something to get rid of it!.. Not to mention about the student lounge incident that he almost kissed her! Gaaaaaaahhh! Tshila might see him as an opportunist! Or a molester or somekind! and yet in the end... He bled!
Since Tshila and him are close enough, maybe Eros could advise her to wear not so revealing tops.. Thinking about those plunging neckline and------ A crimson red liquid once more appeared from his nostril.. Gaaaah! Immediately he covered his nose.. He's bleeding again!
Eros, immediately stuck tissues on his nostrils and sigh.. Am I that perverted? <<============::❤*exit to potions*
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