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Elliot walked slowly along the grounds of the school. As it turned out he was missing something, he favorite CD. He supposed he lost it when he first arrived and now decided that it must have been by the gates. Elliot was, as always dressed in a thrown together at the last second manner. He had on a long sleeve white shirt and some wrinkled old jeans. Though he couldn't find his socks that morning so he had decided to go without shoes.

Elliot's black hair fell loosely in his face as he looked around and spotted a group of people, not a large group, but a group non-the less. As he saw the people a little thought passed through his mind, and slowly took up the whole of his thought. He thought, he needed to meet people, besides finding his Lemon Demon CD could wait. All he had wanted to hear was his "I've Got some Falling to Do" song. He placed his hands in his pockets and made his way over at a slow but steady rate. His steps, while all at the same pace, seemed similar to someone who had just woken up and as he approached he smiled with a broad grin and greeted them.

Or he would have greeted the group, but he tripped over his old jeans, and fell to the ground, the irony that he was just looking for his "I've got some falling to Do" song was not lost on him. But he shook his head and stood up quickly smiling with a bit of embarrassment. "Wow the grounds uneven around here." He hoped that would cover for his trip, even though he knew the ground was very flat. "Hello, I'm Elliot, who are you guys?"
Elliot's voice was as friendly as he could manage.

Shiori walked slowly up to the school. Gulping every couple of steps. The thought of not being accepted kept hidden in the back of her mind. This was her chance to change how she had been.

Slowly filling out the paperwork, so that no mistakes were made, it made her relax. Perfection, her grandfather said she had achieved that long ago. Her sword dangling from her side. She smiled and finished the forms.

Plain-faced as ever, she accepted her ID, and Map. She looked at the map, and threw it in her pocket. Photagraphic memories worked wonders when looking at maps. She walked around. Looking at all the new faces, memorizing each one. She was different, but she didn't care.

Sitting on some steps, she took out her notebook, and began to write. The pen forming each letter perfectly. Gliding to form the characters that were the ancient language. It was a pertection, so no one but her could read it in this school.

Akari was fuming at the beginning, eyes firing up at the two. Her own hands were turned into fists, then she clearly thought better of it and began to rumage through her mind for spells. Her mental spell book vanshied in understanding, a silent giggle emitted. "Love...I'll let it go." Akari thought, smiling so slight that some may think of it as a sneer. The witch was still close enough to hear what Samako was saying, and a grin flickered by her face as she walked back to the ingured girl.

"Those two and just so cute! Who'd know? A gear and a mortal." Akari said, turning to Samako, realizing she'd begon to consider her as a friend. Of course, Akari, like many of her kind, didn't call people, humans, instead, using the ages old term, Mortals.

Ears pricked as Samako began to talk, "I suppose, it would have been better for you then me. Though I love using the feline ones. They're quite....intresting..." Akari's voice trailed off in a dreamy fashion, thoughts clouded. Then a laugh suddenly burst out from her, "You don't know the half of it. I remember I used to be walking around my town being half cat, half looking like me." Eyes shifted into another direction, "Mother never let me forget." A soft smile played on her lips.

"It's easy when you try it, as if your entire body is lost within itself, then coming back, but in a different form. Like some, mortals who die, chose to come back in an Afterlife." Akari had learned that in Egypt, chosing to go there then stay bored for the next decade. Of course, it wouldn't have made a difference if she slept for a century, and at times Akari wished she could.

A snort was heard from her. "Immortal. Pffh. It sucks. Thats all I have to say. Of course, I have all the time in the world....this time literally, but it gets boring after a while, when you've seen everything you need to see for the centuray, and you can never quite-" Akari cut herself off, suprised at the fact that she had talked so freely.
"All I have to say, it's not all it seems to be." Her eyes glistened for a second, and her fingers played in her hands as though she was marking down the numbers.
"I'm very young to those of my kind, extremely young, as though I haven't been born yet. 123. I've got forever to live." Akari said, chuckling softly. Looking at the couple, the girl and the boy...she wondered slightly if they knew each other long enough to actually be in love. She didn't think so, and a mental sheudale was lifted to the surface of her mind.
Eavesdropping would be wonderful in a place like this.

Seeing Samako's confused looked, Akari stayed silent for a while, planning to ask her if everything was alright when the seed seemed to turn a green light, and she watched with intent interest.
"Thats really cool, Samako...and....were you going to ask me something?"