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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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 Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 3:52 pm
Israfel gasped in surprise, scooting closer to the horsemen heir. "Oh that is good. It hurt. And I do not think that those people liked the fact we went to the house with out an invitation. Showing up unannounced is bad manners." Hel was here and the siren perked up, earwings flapping as he smiled. "Hello Hel! Oh Hi Sparrow Hi!" The siren was practically bouncing in his seat. "This is going to be very serious.Yes?" He looked at the horseman again. "Why did they change colors though, what they wore last times was so pretty! But they are pretty still, but the colors changed." He cocked his head. "I like the gold. It's shiny."
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 4:05 pm
Gene's stink eye immediately went away once West began to talk to her, as did the eyePhone. Talking whilst texting was rude and all that. She took a sip of coffee, set it on the floor, and gave West a 'pleasure to meet you' smile.
"Well, you remember the whole gender bend thing that happened a little over an October ago? I think he was involved in it. Oh, and he called Amity unworthy of the Horsemen, which is pretty insulting, wouldn't you agree? Plus, he was the one that made the black hole that caused my first dissipation. Not fun." She took another long sip of her coffee, before making eye contact with the boil.
"Name's Genevieve, by the way. I'd shake your hand, but apparently I'm not supposed to do that with Demons. The joys of appearing out of thin air..." The last part was a whisper, but she did intend for the boil to hear it. Attention mongering Gene seemed to be out to play today.
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 4:16 pm
The reaper turned her head as she heard her name, and at the sight of another Grim Reaper friend, her grin widened. “ Ah, Sparrow! Good to see you again, friend!” It had been a while indeed. She patted the seat next to her. “ Not at all, I would enjoy your company as well! I hope you have been fairing well?” Assemblies were also great events to spend time with others she usually didn’t get to spend much time with! Hel turned her attention back to Invictus for the moment though. Despite how serious the Heir to Conquest was, Hel couldn’t help but grin at him as well as she nodded her head. “ Indeed I am! You have me pegged, there. Is this a learning opportunity for you as well?” She didn’t know what he knew, if anything… She also couldn’t help but uh…be amused at Israfel’s enthusiasm…and seeing the way he interacted with Invictus.
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 4:24 pm
Moure looked up as one of the seats near him, one away to be exact, was taken. He turned to see Mort now sitting there, and gave the other undead boil a grin. "Hey." He nodded, thinking back to the last time he'd seen the other gamer boil. "I know right? I haven't seen you since the medic-tents after that whole haunted house ordeal. I've been good. I'm year two now. But yeah, what about you, how've you been? You a year two yet?"Moure asked curiously, tipping his head slightly as he looked over the other undead. At least this time he saw the other boil, Mort wasn't in pieces like he'd been at the medical tent areas.
He noticed the other boil send out a text, and then spoke again, a slight chuckle in his throat. "You know, we never got around to that Scario Kart match. We'll have to race sometime." He nodded again, stowing his own phone away and casually glancing around the room.
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 4:25 pm
"Even I will change my colors, Israfel. That is simply how it is in our clan." They were well groomed and very..well, he didn't linger too much on the affairs of the Clan of Conquest. "He will wear the others again at some point and then you can enjoy them again." he assured, almost amused by Israfel and how rose tinted the world was to him.
As for the trials...
"I have experienced them, but it will be an opportunity for me to...see if I have faltered since then." He so would have hated to have lost his edge because he'd become soft or distracted by necessary things. Not to say he did not enjoy certain parts of the school. It was simply that he was harboring some doubts.
But working hard to improve again was still an option.
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 4:31 pm
Oh, Gargantuan liked assemblies! The swamp monster eagerly rocked up onto his toes, his tail thumping quietly (and likely bashing people in the knees if they were too close.) His suckered fingers were latching onto... well, whatever was nearby. And that included the back of people's heads. How else would he knew if he recognized anyone or else here?
Because he certainly didn't want to be alone. The thought made his ear-fins flap anxiously. No, no, no, there had to be someone who would sit with Gargantuan!
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 4:39 pm
A single text arrived on the skellyphone of one noise reaper:And then Ren went and sat beside a certain large green fellow.
"Hi, G."-------------------------------------- Tilting his head back, Sparrow flashed a bright, cheerful grin at Israfel, clapping a friendly hand on the boil's shoulder.
"Hey, Isra," he said, and peered around the bird towards the figure on the other side of him. Sparrow had not ever interacted with Invictus before, but it did not mean that he did know who he was. The Horsemen, after all, were somewhat famous - and he could see Asia standing several feet away. He lifted his hand towards her - hardly an enthusiastic greeting, more one of respect - and nodded before glancing back at Hel.
"I've been fairing just fine, thank you," replied Sparrow, smiling. "Just recently became acquainted with second year, but I'm afraid I haven't done too much after my exam. I've been a bit, er...lax in things. But I hope you've been doing well."
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 4:49 pm
"Mrrr, also knob too! Er, year two too. N-Not tutu. Two." He held up two fingers just to be sure the message was clear. "Been working n' stuff, practice fighting, l-learning skills. Butd efinitely should race soon, yes yes. Celebratory! Edel can join, have seen her?" Mort asked curiously.
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 4:56 pm
Those vile gnomes. What were they doing ******** with the ickycom again? That was Bul's first thought when the creaky little voice boomed overhead. Quite promptly afterward though they spoke of something that really peaked his interests. The prior bout with the horsemen and their wave of judgment had occurred in the haunted house where he unintentionally saved the leader of the Huntards.
"Great another assembly.." Bul thought to himself whether or not this one would be worth showing up to. Instead of spending the cold afternoon in his room like last time, the half beast ventured out. After the mention of more malicious activity within Halloween itself on SEEDS, he had little reason to avoid this meeting where even with his small distrust of the horsemen, he expected that they would provide more of an answer to this Kuroda whatever business than any of the other students could.
Upon arriving he pulled out his phone, ready to text when he realized there was virtually no reason to. Almost all of SC was here already, no surprise there. There was Aisa and Invi who he knew better than the other two ghouls. Of course a couple people had yet to show up who no doubt could be right behind him; Riley, Lizzy, Levi, all ghouls he hardly ever missed at an assembly.
Bul found himself sitting fairly close to the ambassadors this time (though he'd missed the prior assembly, it was very obvious by being at the front who they were.) He wasn't that stupid. For a brief moment he contemplated texting his friends and Mei. However there was a lot of attention drawn to these figureheads up front. Something about the idea of proving themselves as talented creatures... well it was never something that he took all too lightly. Maybe once or twice the silliness was necessary. Maybe all the time. Whatever, for Bul the brilliant minds at the front of the stage had all his attention.---- Little Miss Pepin, who'd managed to seal herself away in her laptop on accident had finally made a breakthrough after hearing the ickycom announce something relatively important. There was no cleaning up, no getting ready, with ratty hair (if a ghost has such a thing) she floated enthusiastically down to the auditorium.
After being approached by Bul and Lizzy about various on-goings with the school she felt it was part of her niche now to be at these assemblies with pen and pad in hand, ready to record anything and everything... and eventually present it 100% factual and you know the drill.
Scanning the assembly hall carefully she had to chose for now, as nothing was happening, to find a poor miserable soul volunteer to sit by until the 'meeting' commenced.
Though not directly approaching him, the glitch weaved her way close to the student hat appeared to know the most about what was happening here today. Behind Invi she sat and peered unwavering at the back of his head, with a grin wider than her face and corners flickering in and out with restless energy. If she was a heavy breather it would make this all too faux pas. Instead she carried a noise like the faint sound of a skelevision in another room stuck on her favorite snowy channel.demon_pachabel Its up to you if Invi notices ^^ Just thought I'd give her an actual location
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 4:58 pm
"Oh, I don'..." The boil pressed his lips together, preventing the rest of his reply from tumbling out of his mouth. It wouldn't do to go telling random strangers that he didn't really do marks unless they were absolutely necessary. In fact, he hated the things. West frowned slightly instead, but the expression seemed kind of at home on his face and not particularly indicative of any negative emotion. He had been visiting his uncle during the whole gender reversal mess, but at least he had heard all about it after the fact. Or not all about it, it seemed. He hadn't heard about any black hole, that was for sure. "Yeah," he continued, the corners of his frown turning upward slightly into a small grin. "Dissipated like m'first week'ere. It was... int'restin'." He had been bisected by Jingleberry, his one-time object of hero worship, and it had been awesome. This Gene ghoul didn't seem as impressed by her death, so West didn't dwell. "That is insultin' though," he agreed. "Seems t'me some of 'em've been here for a long time. Maybe they should jus' leave us alone'n go hang out with th'Hunters if we're so unworthy." Hmph. "I'm West," he said, keeping his hands to himself. "An' I'm not gonna mark ya. It's my dad'oo likes th'ghosts. Yer all so shiny." He raised a hand and fluttered his fingers through the air before quickly dropping it back to his side. "Kiddin'." No, he wasn't.
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 5:02 pm
Mai gave herself a little pat on the back for showing up to something on time.
Sort of. So what if she just happened to be wandering in this direction when students began to assemble for the.. assembly.. thing. What mattered was that she was here when stuff was happening. Awesome.
The ghost scanned the sea of students for.. ah.. there it was. She was getting pretty good at picking out Vaith's colors in a crowd. Her phone began to vibrate as she approached her friend from behind, and she slipped it from her sleeve without pausing. Her arms slid around the boil's neck as she flipped open the little buzzing device to see who it was. She absently read the message over his shoulder, her cheek smooshed affectionately against his. Oh, it was Vaith! The dimly glowing screen was all but right in the reaper's face as Mai slowly typed "I am awake" in response to his text. The fact that she was leaning over the recipient didn't seem to register to her at all. Send.
That business out of the way, Mai made a happy sound and squeezed her arms around Vaith's shoulders in greeting.
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 5:07 pm
Moure nodded along, understanding the slightly garbled speech enough that he knew Mort was a year-two before the other undead held up two fingers. He gave him a congratulatory grin, "Awesome. How you liking it?" He asked, before nodding along to the statements of what had been going on in the other undead's life. "Sounds like you've been busy. Just let me know when you're open, and we can have a race." He gave a nod, and then gave a little smile at the mention of Edel. "She can totally come, and she's great at Scario Kart. She's who I'm saving this seat for, go figure. And we see each other quite often, actually."
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 5:19 pm
The siren was getting more excited as time went on. This was normal. "Your clan is very pretty Invictus. I really like their fancy hats. And what colors will you change to? I think you would look very good in a deep purple." Nodding the siren felt this was a very good assessment. "Purple is very in this year." Sparrow was lucky enough that the clasp on his shoulder turned into a full out hug. "Oh congrats Sparrow! It is a very nice to be a second year. You don't get picked on as much and the third years don't try to shove you into places. I like it. Because I learned to fly right before my exam and I can sing now and it is very nice." Looking at the clans men on stage the siren smiled. "Arel is very short. I think he should wear pumps."
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 5:56 pm
Trial of the Four Clans? ...Contest? While Xiu had been at the last assembly with the horsemen ambassador--the same one that was standing on the stage now--this was certainly the first time that she had heard anything about a contest. Brows knits in confusion, she lingered by the auditorium doors as her gaze swept over the crowd for some familiar faces...and she found many, but the question was, who to sit with?
Though hmm, there seemed to be a couple of faces missing from the crowd. Since this was a mandatory assembly, Xiu was certain that they would show up soon, but...
Pulling out her eyephone, Xiu scrolled through her contacts, sending out a couple of texts.Dragain ouo Hi, Lizzy! I'm at the auditorium for the assembly. Want me to save you a seat? Should be around the front! Nyxtsuki Moon Amphi! <3 Should I save you a seat at the assembly? Look for me...close to the front, probably! Nekoluch Jiejie, I'll save you a seat at the assembly! <3 I'm sitting
Since he seemed to be holding a conversation with someone else, the baku merely smiled at him in greeting, and then turned away.
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 5:56 pm
To say that Vaith had even expected Mai to be awake was an understatement. He had been lifting his phone over his head, sleepily, awaiting a text back when the blue ghost slipped behind him in her quiet and sultry manner. He hadn't been expecting anything, except possibly a few his from incoming students. He briefly saw Ren's text, sending his phone a look. What was that face?
What was "f?!" A middle finger?
And then he felt arms slip behind him and a face nearing his. Mai's phone, unmistakably hers, with his brief text, flashed in front of him. Her spiked bracelet identified who she was without him needing to turnaround but he turned regardless to glance at Mai with a helplessly amused expression, his head tipping back. Only Mai would reply to his text right in front of him, multitasking that with a hug.
"Hm. You're definitely awake alright." Vaith said in response, closing his striped phone without bothering to text back. His cheek against her's, it wasn't hard to see that the reaper was a little flushed. But that didn't stop him from returning the ghost's greetings. His hand brushing past her cheek and ear, lifting to absently finger the ghost's long bangs for a brief moment, framing one side of her face.
"If I had known, I would have gone to your room to wake you up. But I guess it's a good thing I didn't." He spoke as she squeezed her arms around him, flattered, his voice echoing with a slight husky laugh. "You gonna stand all day or sit? Don't deprive me of your company and let some boil sit next to me. He's not going to be nearly as good on the eyes as you are." Vaith's breath mingled with Mai's, their faces close to each other. Close enough for a flirtatious kiss, although Vaith guessed that this wasn't the atmosphere for it.
He thought of something a little alarming.
"Don't make my chair fall over."
Mai's frame wasn't going to cushion his fall.
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