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 Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 3:14 am
The sentiment would be much appreciated, had Aleria known.
"Always glad to hear it-- I too submitted my papers recently, I am rather new to Amityville. I suppose we could venture forth, as I have no one to wait for-- I do not believe I know any of the others."
One last time, black eyes scanned around the portal-- oh! Something glowing! "I will be back in a moment, Shenny! Do not adventure without me!" The demon said, bounding over to the blue light like a moth to the light.
"Greetings!" They peered at Aymet with solid black eyes, unblinking. "You are a nice beacon. I am called Aleria-- who are you?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 7:03 am
((Zurine entering))
Having come through the portal behind a good deal of others Zurine glanced around, she thought she spotted a few familiar faces but the horseman speaking at the head of the group drew the majority of her attention. The area they were in was dark and dank and smelled faintly of wet rock..all of which Zurine associated with caves and thusly she assumed they must be below the stark barren island she had seen from the ledge, the horsemans muted clothing seemed to fit in well with the environment and she found herself just a little bit self conscious about her own brighter colored apparel - not that she would really want to wear those muted colors but Arels words about following the horsemen's way of life and not interfering were still ringing in her ears.
In any case it seemed to be a moot point since no one was providing them with uniforms or anything like that, indeed the horsemen in front of them with his strange hissing voice seemed more inclined to just move them along and get on with his own day. When the horsemen seemed to be done with his instructions Zurine took a closer look at her fellow students. If she was going to spend a week with them then she might as well get to know them a little bit right?
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 8:14 am
(( Mortimer is entering! ))
If the zomboil thought he'd escaped sand so soon after the Famine trial, he was wrong; hell, he should've figured the clan liked their sand after that. Still, this kind had a different quality, a different feel than the one at the beach - maybe because nothing the Human world had could quite compare to the majesty the Horsemen had by default. If Rafe hadn't been holding onto Mort's shirt, he would have surely wandered off, wanting so badly to investigate the underground tunnel offshoots that he could spy. But he had been told not to interfere, and as of right now he didn't want to mess up, not five minutes in!
"Mrrr . . . Interesting." Mort glanced at his sorta-kinda-vassal, a bit relieved that the younger boil was looking more comfortable; maybe his kind lived underground as well? He followed Rafe's gaze to the familiar figure cut by the plague doctor, and he waved a bit. "Mister Malodore!" he greeted. "Ready f-for science?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 8:38 am
IT was as Zurine was scanning the faces around her that she took notice of the zombie Mort, she recognized him at once though she did not recognize the other boil with him. Ah well it wasn't like not knowing someone had ever stopped Zurine in the past and rather pleased to find someone she knew in her class she padded over to them with a warm look in her red eyes.
"Mort!" she greeted the boil cheerfully "We're in the same class! Isn't that great!?!..Whose your friend?" She fired off the string of remarks and questions in typical speedy Zurine fashion.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 8:46 am
[Tyshina Entering]
Tyshina was lagging behind the others as she stepped through the portal to the Isle of Famine. She didn't want to be the weak link, though back at the assembly she accidentally had gone towards the wrong portal. She wouldn't admit it but it was a really exciting and little fast-paced for her, and she was trying her best to adjust. Since only a little while ago had she found out she was a witch which let to her going to a brand new school. An now it just seemed like everything was moving super fast. At first she was at a student gathering and now she was here. Here in a new place with no one she knew....
She quickly shook her head and smiled at the attendant who greeted her, "It's nice to meet ya'! An thanks for the introduction, everything sounds great to me!" She said as sweetly as she could as she began to walk forward past the attendant and into what seemed like a cluster of people. She quickly looked around her group with her toothy smile still showing, wondering who here she might be able to talk or make friends with.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 10:10 am
[ Taryn entering ]
Initially Taryn didn't see anyone she knew amongst the crowd, and so had hung back with her notebook clutched to her chest. Soon, though, she was seeing colors that she recognized. The familiar stitched blue of Mort, and nearby the fluffy pink and white of a ghoul she'd met once before. Was she even welcome within this group? Steeling herself against the nervous paranoia of a near-stranger, she approached with a smile.
"Hey, guys," she said, not willing to admit that she'd forgotten the pink ghoul's name. The chimera didn't even recognize the boil in the bird mask and robes, and so offered him a shy raise of the hand. What had happened to this being a week socialization-free?
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 11:12 am
Rafael quickly found himself feeling rather overwhelmed and a little bemused. Somehow, he had managed not only to make a new friend, but to make one who was apparently exceedingly popular. The rat-boy held back, slightly, eyes darting busily from one person to the next, trying to formulate words of greeting for so many different faces. He wasn't sure if he should go back beside Mort or keep standing here awkwardly. Maybe he should wander back over where Mort was....hesitantly, he shuffled back nearer to the small crowd gathering around the undead, and announced, "Hello!" to no one in particular. The first person who greeted him was likely to become his newest friend, considering how he was feeling just now.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 11:22 am
Zurine was pleased when seconds after spotting Mort another familiar face made an appearance - sure she hadn't known the other ghoul all that well but she had talked to her before and as far as Zurine was concerned that's about all that was necessary to make said ghoul a friend.
"Hey!" She greeted Taryn cheerfully "It's Taryn right? We were in that acting class together way back when..well until I was kicked out anyways but it was fun until then!" She went on until she was distracted by Mort's unknown friend shuffling back over and speaking again. Zurine didn't know him - but that was something easily rectified and beaming at the rat boil she held out a hand "Hi! I'm Zurine!" She introduced herself an unknowingly re-provided Taryn with her name again as well.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 11:34 am
"Ah, Aksaja - it has been some time, indeed." Malodore nodded to the lightning dragon. He looked quite different from that first Christmas adventure... then again, the plague doctor did too. "I confess I am pleasantly surprised to find you here. I would have thought the arts of War more to your taste." It was, however, not at all surprised to see Mort, and it bobbed its head in the zombie's direction as well. "I am always ready for Science," it said, opening its beak in a smile. "I am curious to see what methodology this Clan utilizes." Understatement. It also nodded at a few more unfamiliar faces that drifted over. " Buon giorno; I am Malodore," it said, by way of introductions. If they were going to be together for a week, it was probably a good idea to at least put names to faces.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 12:12 pm
Ah, it was good to have friends, even if a few were more friendly acquaintances - nothing could replace that warm feeling of knowing people knew your face and name and didn't at least not dislike him. Grinning widely, he gestured in a sweep to those before him for Rafe's benefit, a hand on the boil's shoulder. "Rafe, meet friends: know Zurine from acting class, v-very eager; Taryn is good friend, very smart; Mister Malodore, also very smart, n', er . . . Aksa . . .?" He remembered the boil from the LAN party Michi held a while back, but he had issues with names like that on the first go-around, especially since it'd been a while. "Er, but yes! For science!"
His free hand fist-pumped the air enthusiastically. "Wonder what will learn, though. M-Maybe do with sand, glass?" There was a lot of it around at least.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 12:22 pm
The group of people was growing now, more students stepping from the portal into the darkness of the cavern. Most of them Sparrow did not recognize - he gave a bright smile and a nod to the sharp toothed one, sliding his hands into the pockets of his trousers.
But then there was Vaith - he remembered the other boil as being one of Xiu's friends - and the one with dark, tangled hair that fell thickly down his back in chocolate brown dreadlocks that Sparrow vaguely remembered from somewhere, though he couldn't quite recall exactly. They were accompanied by several more students, a few of which were somewhat familiar, but still unknown to Sparrow, and then three or four that he did not recognize at all and who seemed to come from a school other than Amityville.
Sparrow tapped a hand against Vaith's shoulder, smiling pleasantly at the boil. "You're...Vaith, isn't it?" he said. "I think I've met you before under...er, slightly less exciting circumstances."
He leaned around his fellow reaper to peer curiously at another newcomer - a blonde haired ghoul who looked as though she might be a witch standing a few feet away from him.
"Ah," said Sparrow, and smiled, sticking out a hand. "I don't believe we've met before? My name is Sparrow Heartreed."
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 12:48 pm
His reluctance dissipated as Mort's hand clapped his shoulder and drew him into the group. He couldn't help but marvel at how nice everybody was. Nobody was ever this nice back home. "Hi," he said, extricating his hand from the pocket of his cargo pants so he could wave at everyone. He was quite positive that he had no chance of remembering everyone's names, but he repeated them all quietly under his breath in a valiant attempt. Taryn. Malodore. Zurine. Aka...something. Close enough. He took Zurine's outstretched hand and shook it. "Rafael," he said. "Or Rafe. You can call me that if you want. Do you...you're a student? At Am-amityville?"It was a little strange, being the only exchange student in a group of kids that all knew each other, but it was kind of exhilarating at the same time. He was so excited at the prospect of making friends, in fact, that he had temporarily forgotten what they were all there for. Oh yeah. Famine. Science. ....Science? Crap. He didn't know anything about that. "Do you guys, uh, d'you study science a lot? At the school?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 1:04 pm
Aksaja shrugged slightly to Malodore's comment about the class he'd chosen and held out his hands palm-up. "Yea, I'm signed up for War next week. But I figured it doesn't hurt to try something different now and again." After all, he'd seen science do some pretty amazing things before.
Waving to the rest of the group then, he gave them a little bow. "Hey everyone, I'm Aksaja. Right now I'm a Knob at Amityville. I'm uh, usually more interested in sparring and stuff like that." He'd seen a few of them around before, but it wasn't a bad idea to re-introduce himself to those who might not know him as well. "Are all of you guys more interested in science and stuff than anything else?" He was possibly the odd one out here, so far.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 1:39 pm
"Medicine and the sciences are of particular interest to me, si," Malodore said politely. "They are my passion and my vocation, as a plague doctor. There are indeed courses at Amityville, though much of my knowledge comes from personal study and experimentation." It blinked when Aksaja mentioned his year. "Ah, I suppose I am a... a Hob?" Hm. Odd thought. Perhaps that meant it could use the Advanced Hob Laboratories without being sneaky, now.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 1:57 pm
"Rafe..I like that name, very powerful sounding" Zurine told the rat boil with a nod of confirmation on his second question "Yep, it's only my first year though" She shared with a smile "And no I'm not very good at science normally..to be honest I just picked a couple classes at random" She admitted.
"But I"m sure that they'll teach us what we need to know and not just throw us to the wolves or whatever" She went on - though in truth there was compelling evidence from past experiences that would prove otherwise. Still Zurine was generally one to look on the positive side of things. Turning her attention to some of the others who had introduced themselves she smiled at Aksaja and Malodore in turn "Pleased to meet you both"
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