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 Posted: Fri Nov 30, 2012 3:08 pm
 Nike Vlahakis ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ After mingling with the young lady. Their dance may have been short but it was intriguing. This time around he was the one whom was taken by surprised. He did not think such a formal girl would know how to dance so well. Her movements were almost fluid like. It was as if she knew what steps to take in those short moment. If his eyes did not deceive him, she could had talent in maneuvering all sorts of attacks. Fast judgement and movements are key factors in fights, of course that involves someone with the wits to actually proceed with it. Nike would've extended their little dance, but he had questions and she may very well have some for him.
There was many things that was possible, she may be a meister or a weapon. He stood there for a brief second in silence. Staring at her not in a sexual way but something else wise. It was like discovering a new specie that developed off the main branch of humans. If he had to describe it.
His ear perked upward a bit as he heard her repeat the name of the school. Her voice sent a chill down his spine, it was as if she had a bad experience with the school. "Simple as victory...if you don't mind me asking, where are you from? That name isn't common around he-." Sensing the presence from before approach them. He cuts off his question and looks toward the man in suit. "Perhaps, are they looking for someone in particular?" Answering the man's question with another question as he tried to cover up most of the evidence that he was not of the drinking age.
OCC: ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ "I must be cruel only to be kind;
Thus bad begins, and worse remains behind." [ Soul Wave • Normal ]
[ Location • ______
[ Mood • Neutral ]
[ Partner • ______ ]
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Posted: Fri Nov 30, 2012 3:35 pm
 Shiro smirked at the question that the young blonde purposed. They're most likely looking for underage drinkers, though I am not at liberty to say since I'm not security. the black haired demon said. His drink floated up to about chest height, supported by sand. The demon reached out and took the drink from the sand, taking a sip before replacing the glass and shoving his hands into his pockets. My name is Shiro. May i ask yours?
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Posted: Fri Nov 30, 2012 8:31 pm
 Rozalynn Riza Meyer Roza noted the questioning stare that meshed into Nike's masculine features and formed a few mental questions herself. Most of them took on the song of wishing she was skilled in telepathy. What was it the older blond thought about, and why was he looking at her as if she was like the holy grail, a vessel for bountiful knowledge that no mere human tapped into. The weapon's eyes danced from the blond to the black haired man who decided to join them. Staying silent, the young woman listened the conversations since she was refused the option of answering the young meister...
This being... The hair on her arms stood erect from the tension the black haired man trailed behind him. With his fancy display of power, the DWMA second year subtly inched more in Nike's direction. Demons did not sit well with her, not because she was terrified of what might occur in another setting. As long as he didn't touch her, she wouldn't have to retaliate defensively. Flexing her curved blades were others can be caught in the crossfire was not meant to live on her conscious. [[OOC: My little brother's birthday was today. Sorry for a delayed reply of sorts... And yeah, this is short. I didn't know how to reply since there was no post order it seems...]]
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Posted: Fri Nov 30, 2012 9:41 pm
 Nike Vlahakis ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆
Nike awaited for an answer. Though it seems the young lady didn't want to answer to such direct question. Maybe it could have better off if he had tricked her into tell him. As he waited for a reply, Nike puts on his gloves and shifts to a more comfortable posture. An ocular power to have indeed. Demon with the ability to manipulate the sand at his own accord. This Demon in comparison to the demons that he had met in the past didn't have this much patience. Quite rare to see one that was mature enough to hold back his nature. The drink it was drinking wasn't just for a regular kick. It was one of the finest to be exact. The aroma is deeply textured and complex. Almost brew to perfection if one could tell just by the smell of it. He watches as the Demon introduced itself as Shiro. "I see...fare to meet you. I am Nike."
The party died down a bit as it was getting late. Some people were leaving. While others were just hitting it on the sofas or chairs. Either way it didn't matter much to him if those people leave or not. He felt a bit of negative energy being emitted from the Rozalynn. He didn't know of the reason why was she tensed up from being near this man.
OCC: ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ "I must be cruel only to be kind;
Thus bad begins, and worse remains behind." [ Soul Wave • Normal ]
[ Location • Party
[ Mood • Neutral ]
[ Partner • ______ ]
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2012 6:21 am
Shiro noticed the negative effect that his presence had with the girl, but made no attempt to find out why. Taking into account that he was a demon, and that the girl was most likely a student of the DWMA, it sort of made sense. The DWMA students were supposed to destroy demons, but of course most of them had no clue that there was a demon under their school. Its a pleasure to meet you Nike. he began before looking at the young girl whom had inched closer to the blonde. May I learn your name, miss?
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2012 10:59 am
Rozalynn Riza Meyer Roza's black heels glided silently on the floor as she marched a secure distance from the demon. Her brown eyes didn't release its heated, irked gaze which aroused the bile in her stomach. The men said their pieces, it was time the lesser of value one fled the scene. It was taking up all of her energy not to cut the man with her razor-sharp words. The corners of her mouth twitched in desire to hand Shiro a smart-assed reply. Silence was poison on its own, and just looking at the man killed her inside, her heart running with adrenaline while her soul vibrated in her chest, wanting her instincts and teachings to take root.
Feeling the uncomfortable racing in her heart and the room feeling suddenly compact, the feminine weapon stalked away from the men, not giving an explanation to either of them. Finding her brother on a couch with an attractive woman, Roza yanked at Noah's collar. "Take me home--now!" She hissed, the older boy rolling his eyes comically.
"Ro-Ro, you're killing my score--" He whispered, and it was promptly distinguished by his younger sister who's hand transformed into a blade by his face. Her eyes flared with an anger command, and with no further question, he forcefully abandoned the one woman who didn't flip him off, and sought to pleasing her kid sister.
'...So uncomfortable...that demon b*****d... Why does this place let demons in? Why?' Those thoughts weren't the only thoughts roaming through her head. There was a nagging hallow feeling in the pit of her stomach, almost as if she forced herself out of the company of someone to better herself with.
Nike wasn't...too bad a guy... He might be pissed she vanished at a drop of a hat, but he's a flirt so it was likely he was persistent by nature. The world was a vast stage. There was one in a million change the two would meet again, then maybe...if he was meant to be her partner, outside of the tension of a club, she would know his true nature. If he even expressed the similar gut feeling, he would hunt her down because Roza knew she wasn't going to shake off the feeling for a long time.
[-exits-]
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2012 12:08 pm
Nike Vlahakis ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆
He watches as the young lady leave them and went up to someone new. It looked like her brother to be exact. The way they talked to each other seems like they were the usual fighting siblings. Nike could help but laughs a bit. Though the way she left them was still oddly rude. "I am sorry to say but I have enough for one day. Fare ye well Shiro." Making his way out of the club he crams through the crowd. As he got closer to the exit, he notices that Rozalynn and her sibling made a quick get-away out the exit that he was heading towards. Oddly enough maybe they were heading to the same place.
OCC: Exits ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ "I must be cruel only to be kind;
Thus bad begins, and worse remains behind." [ Soul Wave • Normal ]
[ Location • Party
[ Mood • Neutral ]
[ Partner • ______ ]
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2012 12:25 pm
Shiro sighed. Its the same old reaction. Damn it, I thought Death would have informed students of my being their ally. he said before turning into sand and vanishing. [Exit Shiro Clone]
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Posted: Sun Jan 26, 2014 12:41 pm
Ray Castellan  Ray walked into the club feeling better already. The 2nd floor had the pulsating lights and vibes he needed. It was a bit dark but he was fine being perfectly able to see. The music thumped and he hit the dance floor swaying his body to the sound of 30 seconds to mars.
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Posted: Sun Jan 26, 2014 3:25 pm
 ＲＥＩＫＩ ＫＡＹＵＭＡ ╀ ╁ ╂ ╃ ╄ ╅ ╆ ╇ ╈ ╉ ╊ ╋
After waiting almost half a day to show up at Ray's flat, he eventually decided to appease his meister and go. But, much to his dismay, Ray had already gone to a "nightclub". Though not particularly enthusiastic about seeing the boy again, he decided to humor him and showed up at the nightclub, seeing it as an opportunity to observe people in a different environment than normal. The flashing lights and loud music were disorienting, and Reiki knew it was a bad idea from the start. Nonetheless, Reiki walked into the club and immediately found a spot on the second floor where he could observe the action from afar.
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Souls Collected: 0
color=darkred]Wavelength: Stable
Soul Resonance: Inactive
Meister: Ray Castellan
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Posted: Sun Jan 26, 2014 4:52 pm
gaia_angelleft Ray Castellan gaia_angelright Ray continued to dance moving his hips to the beat of the music. When he saw the familiar red hair coming inside he could not help but hope, but he did, and there in the shadows was Reiki looking slightly uncomfortable in his opinion. Ray moved across the dancing bodies on the floor to the sexy redhead. He moved around the back while he watched Reiki watch everyone. When he was pretty certain Reiki was not looking he wrapped his arms around his midsection. "I am glad you actually came"Ray whispered with a smile "So you came by my house and came here. Thank You." Ray said with fervency, he tugged lightly on Reiki "Will you dance with me?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 26, 2014 7:52 pm
ＲＥＩＫＩ ＫＡＹＵＭＡ ╀ ╁ ╂ ╃ ╄ ╅ ╆ ╇ ╈ ╉ ╊ ╋
Reiki jumped when he felt someone wrap their arms around his waist. "What the ********> he shouted. He turned around and say Ray. "I shouldn't be surprised. Yes I showed up. No, I'd rather not dance. You go dance. I refuse," he said, crossing his arms over his chest. He glared at Ray "And if you forcibly try to drag me to the dance floor, I will stab you," he said, deathly serious.
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Souls Collected: 0
color=darkred]Wavelength: Stable
Soul Resonance: Inactive
Meister: Ray Castellan
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Posted: Sun Jan 26, 2014 8:13 pm
gaia_angelleft Ray Castellan gaia_angelright "Reiki do you trust me? Normally people feel me and find me trustworthy. I cannot and will not lie to you." Ray squeezed a little bit tighter "I will never force you to do anything you really do not want to. Just trust me okay. Well you don't have to trust me if you know what I am thinking right? How would you like to be in my head?" Ray knew what he was offering was irreversible and worked both ways. No one could ever lie to Reiki but would Reiki be okay with only being able to tell the truth. Ray some how trusted this guy, who not less than 24 hours ago held a blade to his neck. His instinct said to trust Reiki and that was one thing he always did. "Besides Reiki you may be gruff, cold, and untrustworthy. But those are your interesting traits." Ray said all while smiling at the frowning guy in his arms.
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Posted: Sun Jan 26, 2014 8:31 pm
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Reiki was suddenly very aware that he was still in Ray's arms, and spastically pushed the meister away from him. He jumped back until he was standing about 3 feet away from Ray. "What do you mean, 'in your head'? No I don't trust you. I don't trust anyone. You just happened to force me into this whole partnership. Since you now know who I am, and what my weakness is, I have to be around you in order to make sure you don't betray me and murder me. It's all your fault. I was perfectly happy being a solo weapon, just watching everyone do what they did, analyzing it and making note. I like to observe people. I don't want to be a person!"
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Souls Collected: 0
color=darkred]Wavelength: Stable
Soul Resonance: Inactive
Meister: Ray Castellan
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