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 Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2013 10:03 am
The Warden chuckled and howled as the child's play of a fight commenced around him. The strikes and assaults that laid upon his body was of no true concern to him, his body was nothing more than an apparition caused by the large collection of souls there. Even if he sustained enough damage to destroy it, he was more then just a body... but the same couldn't be said about the lantern that he toted. With an unearthly cry, Thresh wailed and lashed out feverishly to get it back but was quickly thwarted by the blows from the remaining children. Suddenly their strikes were more substantial and the weight of his form became more then he could manage to bare. The realization that without his lantern, he was no more a limitless being but rather constrained to the weakened form he now possessed. With one last howl, the sound of pure seething hatred and fear tearing from his hallow form, Thresh crumpled from the last blows dealt to him and disappeared from the world.
Quote: Step 6: The Final Destination. Soon the GM shall distribute out all player's rewards but before that one last step awaits the young children that have stepped into the dangerous world of The Warden's Hallway. With the defeat of Thresh, the world around you warps and you are all left in the hallway you originally started out in a month ago, you will find that all affects and events of the past month have been alleviated from you(IE- All Hallway Event Debuffs, Buffs, Status Effects, Items, Perks and other Awards have been currently disabled and may not be re-enabled). Before you lays the door, left wide open and a small room dimly lit waiting before you. Inside lays a desk with several objects upon it. Shall you brave the hallway one last time or will you depart with safety in clear sight behind you? ...200 Words. Walk Through The Door: Standing on the desk are a collection of small figurines, each one symbolical of the events that happened within the hallway. Depending on your actions throughout the event you may already have unlocked these items for use during the event but does not mean you own them yet. Lantern ~ The small toy glows ominously as green particles flutter about it.Sword ~ Translucent and sharp, the toy's appearance boasts power regardless of its size.Shield ~ Oval-ish in shape and scarred amongst it's frame.Chain and Sickle ~ Even as a toy, something devilish and evil can be seen in the disturbed design of the blade.Keys ~ Childish and bulky looking, three jade keys sit on a brass ring.Desk ~ A toy desk with a childish, toothy smile bridging over it's front.Ghost ~ A small ghoul figurine.Eyeball ~ A black eyeball with a white iris.Chest ~ A toy version of a pirate's treasure chestRobe ~ A torn and ragged grey robe with metallic shoulder pads.Pick Order: Shiro > Kuro > Takuya > Loric > Jynn Shiro Picks 4 Times. Takuya and Kuro Picks 2 Times. Jynn and Loric Picks 1 Time. ...200 Words. Leave: You walk out the hallway and forfeit all rewards but save yourself from potential drawbacks.
Quote: Grading Policy
The Warden's Hallway
These are the specific rewards for each participant. Shiro - 4 Items. +160 Chakra. Kuro - 1000 Ryo. 2 Items. +230 Chakra. Takuya - The Wolf Innate. 2 Items. +200 Chakra. Jynn - 1 Items. +50 Chakra. Loric - +6 Passive. 1 Items. +130 Chakra.
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Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2013 12:18 pm
Shiro crashed into the Warden and with all the strength she could muster she grasped the lantern with both hands and kicked against the Warden with all her might. The maneuver worked as she ripped the lantern from the ghasts hands, she hit the ground and tumbled rolling backwards. She popped up to her feet the sword appearing in her right hand again as she raised the lantern up and stared at the Warden with a derisive look in her eyes. "Game over." she states firmly as she could see a response in the Warden related to her taking the lantern she was sure. He let out a howl and thrashed out at her trying to regain his important item. She simply kept out of range as her classmates landed the finishing blows. Shiro's fox ears lay flat as the Warden let out one last awful cry before collapsing to the final assault. The world seemed to relax and then everything warped and twisted to return to, well, normal. She breathed out a sigh of relief mixed with frustration. Finally that nightmare was over. Shiro looked around the area and then took note of the things she had managed to wrest free from this nightmare had gone missing. She furrowed her brow, those things were hers, and she had every intention of keeping them. She looked up from her frustration to finally see the door, the one that had started all of this laying wide open. She nodded firmly before walking right through the door, she had already done so many other risky things now was not the time to chicken out. She saw inside the dimly lit room a desk with things upon it that looked alot like those things she had just lost. She frowned thoughtfully having hoped to find the real things in here. However she was still going to take what was hers. Shiro reached down and picked up the sword, lantern, desk, and finally the keys, they looked just like the ones the Warden had been wearing. She held the items up and looked at them. She wasn't sure what they would do, or could do. or even if something would happen for taking them. However she nodded and tucked them away, they were hers no matter the possible consequences. ((385 words 11430 total)) Quote: took sword, lantern, desk, and keys
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Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2013 12:48 pm
With each of the last strikes landing, there seemed to be something different about this demonic ghoul then before. It howled in what Kuro thought to be pain, only did then he notice that the lantern wasn't there in his hand anymore. Where the hell did it go? Looking around, it took a moment to see that it was the fox-girl that had it in her possession now. It seemed that she figured out that the lantern would make him weaker, and with the final blow from Loric the monster disappeared from their sight. Things seemed to be going well for them, but they were still trapped in this hellish area and they now all needed to get out. Shiro seemed to again be the one who figured out that there was a door close by. She was intent on going to the door, and he wasn't one to argue. She was the main reason why this monster was no longer with them so he just silently followed her. Through the doorway and into another room, this room filled with different 'toy' like items. Looking them over, it seemed that Shiro knew exactly what she was taking, but none of them that actually interested him. Moving over to the items, he grabbed the robe and the eye and looked around to see what everyone else was going to do.
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Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2013 1:36 pm
As the lantern was grabbed from the specters hands the hallway suddenly shifted back, as if the whole scenario had not happened. Quickly, Takuya pulled the fabric he usually covered his eye with from his pocket and wrapped it back around, concealing the oddly colored eye from view once more. As two of his ‘accomplices’ strode forwards and withdrew items from the pile of toys, Takuya quickly stepped in to gather his ‘reward’ Scanning what was left of the small toys Takuya instantly spotted a small figure of a ghoul, eerily resembling the one he had relentlessly chased through the hallway. Without a second thought he pocketed the toy before looking over what was left. Nothing had really spoken to Takuya like the small ghost figure had, but he finally settled on the sickle and chain. While he didn’t have a propensity for weapons and preferred his own fists, the aura the toy emitted somehow made him uneasy. Takuya liked that; he liked feeling on edge, and realized that it prepared him for battle. He would rarely be caught off guard if he was on edge. Pocketing the toy he looked to the others before turning on his heel and walking to the side, leaning on the wall and watching what items the last two chose. Quote: Taking Ghost and Sickle and Chain 3709 + 211 = 3920
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Posted: Tue Feb 19, 2013 7:38 am
All at once the vile order of death was gone, and the sickening ailments with it. Suddenly his head had stopped spinning and his stomach had finnally settled giving him the first total relief since the first time he stepped foot in the other hallway. Just as the warden faded out of existence, so did his weapons spontaneously disappear from his hands. To his right he watched as each of the allies that he had dedicated himself to saving were now walking hazardously into the door at the end of the hall. On first instinct, Loric wanted to call out to them, to demand that they stop. He had come all this way, put himself in harms way in order to save them, and yet they were willingly taking the chance of walking directly back into the thick of it. But he knew that he couldn't, he hadn't actually saved anyone at all. He was not even able to find them before the warden showed up, not to mention the fact that he had barely managed to put a dent in their enemy. The truth was that they have saved themselves, yes no one was seriously hurt, but Loric couldn't help but to feel some what defeated. Lowering his head and frowning his eyes, Loric swallowed the self disappointment for the moment before following his class mates into the door. Inside he saw a table full of tiny trinkits, no doubt having something to do with the warden. He stood there, watching as each person began collecting their trophy's. "But what if..." he started, considering the worst. If these items were related to the warden, then surely the best thing for them to do would be to destroy them right? Bitting his tounge, Loric rushed towards the table and snatched the little treasure box and tucked it into his jacket pocket. He knew that he had no right to demand that they leave these things behind, but he could at least take one. If they had any chance of getting answers, their best bet would be to examine the toys more closely.
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Posted: Tue Feb 19, 2013 1:04 pm
It was eerie, watching Thresh melt from the heat of his own fire. What had been a giant of an enemy was now no taller than Jynn's knee, a screaming skull being eaten by blue flame. In any other circumstance, even a small sliver of pity would have been appropriate. Jynn felt none. So he watched, staring coldly as the ghost dissolved. The boy felt as if the world was lifted from his shoulders as the Warden was finally gone, nothing but dust. Jynn let out a breath that he wasn't aware he had been holding, a small smile creeping on his face, planting his face in his hand. False gods, chain idols? There was power is places, and those were the wrong places to go. He shook his head and stuck his hands in his pockets and joined the others. They were crowded around a bunch of toys, paying no interest in the death of a god. Jynn peered over some shoulders before spotting something: a small, worn down shield. No-one else seemed to want it, so he picked it up. “Well, now that that's over,” Jynn said, tucking the shield under his arm. “I say we meet up and do this never.” Suddenly Jynn sagged, the lack of sleep for a month finally catching up. “If you don't mind, I'm going to go sleep.” he said, making his way to the door, giving a brief wave. “And then sleep, and sleep, and sleep some more. And then maybe even nap, if I have the time.” Quote: Taking Shield Word Count: 2659 total
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2013 1:24 pm
As the day became light again, Kuro sat on the edge of his bed looking out of his window just pondering many new questions that had been plaguing his mind. He couldn't remember how he'd gotten back to his room, but for once he'd had a restful sleep as he wasn't tired like he was the last while. Still, all of the events that taken place had changed his own perspective, even on the simplest things like a sunrise. Something that use to be warming now symbolized the fight to keep his own sanity due to the hellish hallway event. Yamanaka's were supposed to be masters of their own mind and on occasion the minds of others as well. The problem though was that this once blank canvas of a shinobi was now tainted from the past events that had taken place. Knowing that the day was only starting though, Kuro pushed himself up off his bed and got ready for the day.
The walk wasn't all that interesting, people just doing their own thing to get ready for their day of work and anyone that did try to greet the young Yamanaka was just ignored as it was like he was in his own world as he continued to ponder on what was going on around in his own head. It seemed though that his might have gotten to the academy early though because even though he was ignoring anyone trying to get in contact with him, he could still hear things around him and at this moment he wasn't hearing very much at all. This didn't bother him though as his current state of mind didn't really give much room for intolerable bull. He knew though that he couldn't ignore everyone so eventually he'd need to talk to someone once class started, Maybe that was what he needed to do though to get him mind set straight again. With that, he sat in his un-proclaimed spot in the room, almost directly in the center of the class and waited on more people to show up before he made a decision on what he'd do.
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2013 1:26 pm
Miyuki had awoken a few hours earlier and promptly, she had prepared for the day’s events. While she wasn’t excited about the upcoming day for some reason which she could only assume to be the result of the redundant training, the young girl had to press on regardless of the circumstances. Luckily, she had made some friends over the past few months which could alleviate the boredom of class, as well as this feeling of overwhelming anxiety which Miyuki was unaware of its origin. Miyuki paused in the middle of the bustling streets glancing around the vicinity looking for a familiar face. After a few moments, she sighed heavily in disappointment meandering further towards her destination. The young girl glanced towards the sky using her forearm as a shield from the intense sunlight. The clouds inched across the sky occasionally hiding the sun behind their fluffy, marshmallow like appearance. The clouds took on many forms which could be interpreted differently by each individual who looked upon them. Miyuki arrived at the academy more quickly than she had anticipated. The young girl was worried about being the first person to arrive for today’s activities. She decided that it would be safer to sit outside for the time being until she could confirm that she would not be alone with the professor. She noticed while glancing around the vicinity a rickety old swing which was attached to a nearby tree, as well as a bench which was slightly further away in distance. The young girl decided on the swing with no hesitation. It may have looked unstable but what was life without some risk? After setting herself down, Miyuki kicked out her feet attempting to accelerate in speed. The young girl smiled brightly as the wind briskly gusted through her hair. The feeling was quite a refreshing change from her routine day-to-day life. She let out a hearty laugh as the girl had reached a peak of height which was not possible as a child. ‘This is nice,’ Miyuki began to slow her pace content with the situation for now. For now, she would simply wait for someone else to accompany her inside the academy. The young girl had grown a preference for Loric and Sanyo. The girl had even grown to enjoy the company of Takuya. Though, it was safe to assume that was because she enjoyed grieving the young man. Quote: Word Count: 400 Total Word Count: 1895
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2013 1:48 pm
Shiro sat up on her bed slowly and greeted the early morning sun with a yawn. She had absolutely slept like a log last night, the best sleep she had had in ages it felt like. She stretched and knelt down to scratch Bou's head. "Wake up boy, it's time for a good day at school." she coos brightly before gathering her school supplies casting them on her bed. She wandered barefoot across her room for a bit before remembering she had intended to take a shower before heading to classes today, it was still early enough so she skipped into the bathroom to claim her morning shower. She took until the hot water was nearly entirely drained before she climbed out of the shower she wrapped herself up in a nice warm towel before shaking her head till mostly dry, a behavior her mom really didn't appreciate. Once dry she brushed her hair out and proceeded back out to her room to get dressed. Bou stirred and let out a long yawn before hopping off of the bed. "Let's go~!" she chimes brightly before dashing from the house and out into the town. Shiro didn't miss out on her favorite location however and dropped into his shop to pick up a couple of steamed meat buns. "You're the best!" she states with a grin from ear to ear before heading off once again. She paused when she reached the doors of the school. She looked up at the building and in through the doors to the hall. A shiver tracing her spine, that nightmare, it was finally over. She smiled lightly and slowly nodded her head before entering the building and racing down the hall to enter her class. She pounced in through the door way and then trotted over to her preferred seat in the back of the class. She smiled brightly and gave a wave to the other students already in the class, Bou following suit in greeting by letting out a yip. She took extra note that Kuro was already there as well and decided to greet him directly, even though she still hadn't put name to face with him, so she wasn't sure of his name. "Hey!" she chimes waving to Kuro Quote: 377 words 377 current total 11430 rope tying final and warden total
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2013 2:39 pm
 ~*Radagon Mimuria*~ Radagon came up to the school, the new day starting for everyone. Stopping at the front door, Radagon looked up at the school thinking that it seemed a bit off. Like there was some sort of dark glow that had been there but was now gone. Thinking nothing of it, Radagon proceeded to the door and opened it. After yesterday and the whole rat thing, Radagon was just happy that he could spend a normal day at school with his fellow classmates. Most likely today was the day that the teacher was going to announce the results from yesterday's test, but he didn't really know what today was going to be like. After the incident with the rats and the rat leader, Radagon had gone back to his home to talk to his parents. Unfortunately, no one had been home when he arrived, so he couldn't ask them about his eyes. Seeing how they were not around, Radagon had spent the rest of the day resting up and then going to bed. When he had left that morning for class, they were still no where to be found, including his father who was not in the usual place in the house.
As Radagon walked down the corridor to the classroom, he had an odd chill go down his spine, and turned to see if anyone was behind him. He saw no one, so he assumed it was just his imagination. Radagon proceeded down to the door of the classroom, and wondered if anyone else had arrived. He knew Jace was probably going to show today, but Radagon had no clue if he was even in their class, as he had never met him until yesterday. Deciding not to really worry about the whole thing, Radagon opened the door to the classroom and entered. He saw a few people had already arrived and then walked over to a desk that was in the middle of the room, placed his bag at one of the legs of the desk, pulled the chair out and took a seat. Few of them were actually talking, so Radagon just leaned back into his chair and waited for the class to start.
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2013 4:07 pm
Yesterday had been a pretty scary experience for Sanyo, She had no idea rats that big existed in the world. Sanyo had helped the man who was bitten to the local clinic and thankfully it seemed disease free, for which she was glad, the rest of the day was spent at her home with a bit of medical study and the like. Yesterday behind her, she instead focused on the day ahead and hoped those rats would be out of everyone’s hair for a while. The flowerpot she had grabbed that day now sat upon her window sill in her room at home, the plant within as healthy as it was the day she grabbed it. She thought she knew what the plant was but it wasn’t coming to her mind yet. She rounded the corner of the street and spotted the academy building dead ahead. “ Today feels pretty good, I wonder what’s in store!” She chimed out enthusiastically to herself while she trotted along. Her eyes went to a nearby tree upon which sat a swing. On the swing enjoying herself thoroughly was Miyuki. They had become relatively acquainted over time thanks to being one of only three girls in class. She’d have made friends with Shiro too but she had always seemed preoccupied with something and Sanyo was never able to find her after class. “ Hi Miyuki-chan”, Sanyo gave a gentle wave in greeting to her as she got closer. “ Today’s a pretty good day I think.” She stated with a casual smile as she glanced up to the relatively clear sky. “ We shouldn’t be late to class you know, Yoshi-Sensei-Sama might find a reason to hold us after class…” She knew that their teacher had a thing for the girls in class, more specifically a thing for Miyuki, it must be her figure. Quote: Word Count: 306 Total Personal Word Count: 1866
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2013 5:34 pm
  "Someday I'll make things right.
From the Earth to the Sky and everything between.
It will all be mine again."
Theme Letting out a heavy sigh, Jace sat down on the top step of the staircase that lead down to the front of the apartment building he stayed at. His mind flashed over the events that had taken place the day before. Things had gone from a lack luster, but positivity filled, morning and spiraled down into distress from the citizens in the poorest district of the village. Jace had not been able to procure all the articles of clothing and sheets that the rats had stolen. Jace leaned back and looked up into the sky. A light breeze rolled over the area. Imagery moments of his minimal success during that very time seemed to flash by, but it was not enough. There were people that went cold that night because of the lack in capability that Jace had shown. Jace's eyes narrowed some, the gleam from the day before was all but gone now. Jace's mind drifted off; back to the previous day, when he regrouped with Radagon at the trap.
[Flashback Start]
Jace finished re-introductions with Radagon. Things seemed too quiet despite the trapped rats in the pit close by. It was then that a large clawed paw rose from the pit. The sound of it's claws scratching on the edge of the pit as it clawed and climbed out of the pit was an alert to Radagon and Jace, who's attention now turned towards the figure. Jace had thought that they found some way of getting free from the pit, but to their astonishment, the rat that rose from the pit was twice as big as any they had seen and it was adorned with crud caked armor and a sword that was a bit on the rusty side. Everything about this rat wreaked to high hell. It hissed aggressively as it stood taller than Radagon. Jace raised an eyebrow. "I don't remember seeing a monstrously big rat adorned in armor when we hearded them in. Do you?" Jace asked Radagon with hints of nervous laughter behind it. Radagon had simply shook his head and carried on towards the rat. Jace followed, maintaining a few steps distance from Radagon. The massive armor clad rat unsheathed it's sword slowly. Jace took notice of it and began to develop the bones over his hands. They began to heat up and soon he pushed ahead of Radagon to grab the rats paw, which held the sword. The rat shrieked and released the sword. It tilted down as it left the rat's grasp and found itself digging into the ground, standing up upon landing.
Jace backed away as the rat swiped at his viciously. It was not enthralled with his actions, but before it could return it's focus to the sword, Radagon had pulled it free from the ground and raised it to the massive rat. It snarled hesitantly as Radagon drew closer. The rat pawed at Radagon trying to keep him at bay, but unfortunately for it, Radagon took the opportunity and put his weight behind the blade as he took a swing. The sword made contact against the brow above the rat's right eye and carved down across the eye and into it's cheek. The rat shrieked once more and in a pitiful scurry it had turned and trampled off into the forest, away from the boys and the trap hole that it's companions were trapped in.
Following the quarrel and break from the action, Jace and Radagon said parting words and returned to their homes eagerly for one reason or another. Jace returned home, but along his way he had passed the area where all the theft had taken place. Some people were talking and others were crying. The entire area looked rough. As he made eye contact with one of the people who lost their belongings, he shied away. His failings had begun to carry strongly on his shoulders as a burden. Jace's expression was one of confusion and distress. He hadn't been able to help the people like he wanted to. He was still too young and weak. Hurrying along, Jace returned home, where he slowly walked up the steps and to his apartment. Upon opening the door, there was nothing to greet him, but a dark lonely hallway that lead into the rest of his little apartment. Jace let out a deep sigh under the pressure that bared down upon him through his building thoughts of failure. It was as though a depression had firmly grabbed hold of him and began to sink in. Jace entered his room and prepared himself to shower and change into his night clothes, where he then curled up into bed under the covers. As he drifted off his mind echo'd with a single desire. "I want to be strong. Strong enough to make everything better..."
[Flashback End]
Jace leaned forward, his eyes still lack luster. At the bottom of the steps he could see the older woman who owned the apartments. She looked up with a warm smile as she noticed Jace, but soon she showed concern for the boy. His expression was like that of someone losing their will and overly drawn into sadness. She took a seat next to Jace. "Dear? Are you alright?" the old woman asked. Jace shook his head from side to side slowly. "You seem so somber. What's bothering you?" she asked with a sympathetic tone. Jace sighed and readied himself to speak. "A lot of people who were already suffering became victims of a strange incident the other day." Jace paused for a moment to gather his thoughts. "They were counting on me and I let them down. I wasn't strong enough." Jace admitted openly. His heart sounded off inside of him with a twinge of remorse. The older lady patted Jace on the back. "Sorry to hear that." The old lady tried to comfort Jace as she recalled hearing that some academy students put up a strong effort and drove away thieving rodents. "You tried your best, didn't you?" the old lady asked. Jace nodded. "When it mattered most, I fell flat on my face repeatedly." Jace responded. She shook her head and put her index finger under his chin. She pushed lightly and lifted his chin up. "Then that's all that matters. Hold your head high, dear. You stepped up when those people needed you and from what I hear, you continued to get up and try harder every time you fell." the old lady stated. Jace's attention was now drawn to her kind words. "You can't always win at everything you do, but it takes real strength to get back up each and every time you get knocked down. It's okay to lose, but don't lose the lesson. Learn from your mistakes so that they don't happen again." the old lady stated. Jace's pain seemed fleeting as her words began to echo inside his mind, replacing the self doubt and feelings of resentment towards himself.
It had been true and it's evidence had been within his later success in the prior day. Every time he got back up, he tried harder and eventually he wound up contributing strongly to their later successes in detaining the rats and taking care of the creepy armored one that appeared last. The gleam of confidence slowly returned to Jace's now wide eyes. He reached over and gave the lady a hug. She returned the gesture and then Jace stood up on the step, grabbing onto the guard rail to his right. "Thank you." he said. "I have to go now. I have class soon." Jace stated and with that he hurried down the stairs, turning as he reached the bottom and whipping around the end of the guard rail and out onto the path into town and eventually the academy.
Jace arrived at the academy in a steady jog. His pace slowed as he reached the front of the building. It seemed as though things were more peaceful around the school. It was almost as if an eerie presence had been lifted from the atmosphere of the school. Jace took a brief look around the building, his eyes following the windows on the building. He allowed himself to shrug it off and let the thought drift to the back of his head. His focus was reassigned to finding his classroom. There was a placard placed on each door with the teacher's name and the room number. Jace slowly walked down the hall until he found himself staring at the door that displayed "Yoshinaga" clearly upon it. "I think this is it." Jace said in a low voice to himself. He opened the door and let himself in, taking in the sight of the teacher and a few of the gathering students who arrived before him. He walked in slowly, taking particular notice of Radagon. It would seem they were now classmates. He glanced over to the teacher and half bowed to him before walking over towards Radagon and placing his bag on an open desk next to him. Once there, he pulled out his seat and sat down. Opening his bag, he retrieved the note that had arrived in the mail from the Academy and then set his bag off to the side of the desk, propping it against a leg. Jace would now wait patiently for the start of class and had his letter prepared if there were any question of his presence in the class.
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Chaoscarrier Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2013 12:18 pm
Miyuki was surprised by Sanyo whom had appeared silently beside the young girl while she was lost in thought. Sanyo greeted Miyuki cheerfully forewarning her about a possible detention with Yoshi-sensei depending on whether or not she arrived to class on time. “Hi,” Miyuki smiled warmly towards her friend, “Sanyo-chan!”Miyuki stood up from the rickety, old swing using the rope as support. “We should be getting to class,” the young girl smiled shyly while taking Sanyo’s hand in her own. “I was just nervous about being the first person in class,” the girl laughed heartily while still emanating an aura of embarrassment. Miyuki was positive that Sanyo was aware of the situation, as well as could sympathize with why she felt that way. “I can’t believe how respectful you still act towards him,” Miyuki giggled while leading the two girls into the academy building. The young girl peered down the empty corridors feeling a slight chill run down her spine. She had this vague memory of something frightening that had happened in this very corridor. The girl shrugged it off shaking her head from one side to the other attempting to rid her mind of the thought. The two comrades had finally approached the door to Yoshi-sensei’s class. Miyuki halted momentarily while inhaling deeply to calm her nerves. “Ready?” The girl asked still sounding very hesitant herself. She was fairly certain that she acknowledged a nod from her friend Sanyo. After that, she opened threw the door open stepping inside only to notice that the sensei had not yet made his appearance for the day. ‘That is odd,’ Miyuki looked around towards the faces of those whom had already arrived to the classroom. The young girl loosened the grip she had with Sanyo, so they could go to their appropriate seating. However, the girl noticed Kuro had already made his way to the classroom. ‘That guy,’ she smiled cheerfully despite her mixed feelings about him. Miyuki walked up to Kuro waving slightly, “How are you this morning?” Upon her arrival to Kuro’s seat, Miyuki grabbed his cheeks extending them to the point he resembled a chipmunk. “I just want you to understand that I did not defend you because you are an acquaintance or anything so heroic. You owe me big time,” Miyuki grinned letting go of his cheeks and watching them flop back to their normal appearance. “I wonder what it is like to have a Yamanaka in your pocket,” the girl gave him a quick pat on the side of his face before walking over to her own seat. She quickly sat down and glumly awaited the arrival of Yoshi-sensei. Quote: Word Count: 433 Total Word Count: 2328
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2013 1:34 pm
Sanyo couldn’t blame Miyuki not wanting to enter the classroom alone, “ Well even if someone is scary or creepy it’s always better to let them know you respect them if they are in charge…” Sanyo explained as they walked along the halls of the school towards their class. “ Plus my parents would be upset if I wasn’t respectful to others, I’d be giving the Senju family a bad name around town…” she smiled lightly, slightly dreading a lecture from her father, it was always confusing and hard to make sense of. They finally made it to the class and entered rather casually. Sanyo gave a slight wave goodbye to Miyuki, even though they were sitting in the same room she wasn’t one to chatter during lessons. She found her way to her seat and brought out her supplies ready to take notes again for whatever it was they would be taught. If she’d be learning traditional non ninja subjects this method would make her superior in the class every time, however a lot of practical application went into these class and sometimes her physical limitations shone through even greater. Quote: Word Count: 189 Total Personal Word Count: 2055
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2013 3:52 pm
Loric stood directly outside of his apartment door and clapped his hands rapidly, signalling to his animal companion Rizu that it was time to go. Before long his friend burst through the door and ran directly up his pant leg before entering under his jacket and securing himself directly over Lorics chest leaving just enough space for his mouth to be hang out over Lorics collar. "You ready to go? Were getting closer to being real ninja!" he said enthusiastically as he headed off towards the academy for another day of training. As he walked out of the underground living complex, Loric went through the fading memories of his recent ordeal. The more he tried to even think about it, the less he could remember. It was getting to the point where he wasn't even sure that anything had happened at all. If not for the toy chest that he currently carried in the pouch on his left leg he would be convinced that it was nothing more than a nightmare.
Loric generally took the exact same route to class everyday so that he could help Rizu memorize the way back and forth in case he were to ever get lost. Because Rizu generally went everywhere with him, Loric often founds himself getting into habitual routines with just about every part of his day causing him to become increasingly meticulous for a child of his age. It took him exactly ten minutes as usual to reach the academy. Once he arrived he wasted no time walking directly into the school and finding his class room. Inside he noticed that a hand full of the other students had arrived before him. Taking a seat to Miyukis left. The instant he sat down, Rizu began to squirm restlessly. "Your too loud Rizu...I get it, I will let you down." Leaning forward, Loric zipped his jacket half of the way down, allowing Rizu to hop out and head immediately for the back of the class where he then proceeded to thoroughly sniff Bou.
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