An eye for an eye. A tooth for a tooth. And the punishment of death for evil.
A sudden call suprised Kurtis, making him jump slightly, causing the bow he was using to raspe across several unintented strings, resulting in a less than appealing groan from the violin. Jolted out of the world he had transported himself to, Kurtis scanned the fairly large room for the familiar voice that had called to him, something which when the room was otherwise empty didn't take him any time at all. His eyes coming to rest on Alexandra Feodorovna, a well known student from his own class, Kirtis began to panic slightly.
How much had she heard?
Had she bought anyone with her?
Did anyone else hear?
Trying to hide his embarrassment at being caught playing, Felix tried and failed to put on a casual facade as he tried to pack away his instrument, nervousness showing as he fumbled with the zips on the bag, "Hello Fraulien Feodorovna, what brings you to this end of the academy? Out of ammo again? You should really slow down with that stuff, haha."
As he rambled on, Kurtis quickly became flustered, he hardly said so many words to anyone, let alone to anyone slightly female. His attempt at being casual obviously failing, Kutis' ears started burning from embaressment as he continued to struggle with the zips on the bag.
This is what I am. If I deny it, I deny everything I am.
Clair Vault Universe
Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2014 1:11 pm
00000 ALEXANDRA FEODOROVNA 00000 MEISTER : 3RD YEAR ][ AGE : 24 ][ PARTNER : NONE
= • Well practice makes perfect right? And I need to practice. But they always run out of ammo. Think I might start calling for boxes instead of cartridges • = Alexandra didn't expect to create just reaction from Kurtis, just a few seconds ago he was so confident, like he was another person. Unlike the way he behaved in the classroom there was this warm and welcoming feeling around him. Kurtis behaved properly in class, that was out of the question but something about him was always so distant. She asked herself if she had done something to upset him in the past. Since her soul perception could tell he was somehow uneasy. But she didn't need that to reach that conclusion. After all, he wasn't himself once he lost control of the bow. = • I'm sorry Einheiser, I didn't mean to startle you. I should have been more careful • = Alexandra said, trying to get closer to him, not knowing this might get things even worse. Just as she got closer, there was a weird pattern on Kurtis's face. It couldn't be a fluster. Not what Feodorovna thought that was possible as Kurtis didn't looked like a shy guy. Extending her hand she tried to reach for his shoulder to attempt to comfort him. Unaware of his reaction towards her.
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+ Utilita Meystera (Meister's utility) [ Discipline skill ] Because of her high rank in school. She's expected to wield every single weapon there is to a certain grade of mastery. Allowing her to never be disarmed. This gift was given by his Father perfected as she grew over time.
+ Usilennoye slovo (Empowered word) [Wavelength communication variety] With passion and love for words and their meaning she is able to express herself through her wavelength. Allowing her to deform and rearrange her very sound. Allowing her to express herself freely regardless of her language of choice. And allowing her to understand regardless of the language used on her. This works on oral and corporal vocabulary. Not reading. This was a gift from her mother.
+ Par dlya zavarki (Steam Infuser) [Hybrid Technique, Wavelength Generator / Wavelength Injector] She is able to concentrate and stock wavelengths in herself or other person to charge them with it to empower the vessel. Too much charges may hurt the vessel. She can store.move one charge at the time. This was gift from her brother. Allowing her to discover soul purge.
+ Vnutrenniy smysl (Inner voice) [Soul perception] By seeking on the deepest of her soul. She gives a call that transcends distance. Resonating with every soul it comes in contact. By knowing who is she after she can make a particular call to resonate only with that certain soul. But it requires previous encounters to do so. Basically jumps from soul perception to super soul perception. Yet the super soul perception requires meeting the soul she wishes to seek previously. And the jump requires concentration. This was a gift from her sister.
+ Allegoriya moyem serdtse (Allegory of my heart) [Miracle Wavelength] It is said that when looking deep withing and accepting yourself as you are, only then can you make a miracle happen. This, was her gift for them. Allowing her to master all her skills to make that miracle happen.
An eye for an eye. A tooth for a tooth. And the punishment of death for evil.
Kurtis didn't flinch as Alexandra touched his shoulder, being to engrossed with the zips on his bag to notice what the young woman was doing. Kurtis tried to calm himself when he felt Alexandra's hand on his shoulder, he could tell that his behavior was worrying her, partially due to his high level Soul perception and partially due to her actions.
While Kurtis and Alexandra were in the same year as well as the same class, the two had never had much contact with each other over the years, with Kurtis being too shy and Alexandra constantly practicing with different weapons. Come to think of it Alexandra's proficiency with weaponry had made her practically famous around the Academy, one of the few independent Meisters. Kurtis, on the other hand was famous only thanks to his family name, his father was a trading tycoon, owning many shipping companies the world over. Both had been without partners since the first day at the academy, even with Kurtis' natural ability to adjust his Soul Wavelength.
Kurtis smiled awkwardly, "Its not a good idea to surprise a guy who can turn into a sword. But I suppose you're well enough equipped to deal with most things.", Kurtis nodded towards the various weapons that Alexandra had on her person. Kurtis shuffled his feet slightly, not sure on what to say next, before pulling his still not completely bag onto his shoulder, "Anyway, I'll leave you to it, I was just about to leave.", Kurtis lied unconvincingly.
This is what I am. If I deny it, I deny everything I am.
Clair Vault Universe
Posted: Thu Nov 27, 2014 5:59 pm
00000 ALEXANDRA FEODOROVNA 00000 MEISTER : 3RD YEAR ][ AGE : 24 ][ PARTNER : NONE
= • Well I suppose I shouldn't, and I really didn't meant to bother you. After all you were great just there. • = Alexandra smiled before seeind Kurtis off. Grappling on his sleeve he would pause his departure for a brief instant. = • Please don't stop your lessons. I would not interrupt you any further. But I must say I did enjoy the musical piece you displayed just now. I would love to have another chance to hear you play. • = Alexandra could be a little pushy at times, bold and daring. But she meant it with an honest heart. Time was running by and she was also late to a compromise she needed to attend to. Following Kurtis to the exit, she would listen if he had anything to say about it. And shortly, be on her way.
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I'm sorry for the delay, however I can't continue rping here. Until some matters have been attended. So, for the time being I'll have to leave. Thank you for your time. Truly, you were the best rp partner I've had here so far. Don't worry. I'm really sure you'll find a lucky partner to jump into marvelous adventures.
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+ Utilita Meystera (Meister's utility) [ Discipline skill ] Because of her high rank in school. She's expected to wield every single weapon there is to a certain grade of mastery. Allowing her to never be disarmed. This gift was given by his Father perfected as she grew over time.
+ Usilennoye slovo (Empowered word) [Wavelength communication variety] With passion and love for words and their meaning she is able to express herself through her wavelength. Allowing her to deform and rearrange her very sound. Allowing her to express herself freely regardless of her language of choice. And allowing her to understand regardless of the language used on her. This works on oral and corporal vocabulary. Not reading. This was a gift from her mother.
+ Par dlya zavarki (Steam Infuser) [Hybrid Technique, Wavelength Generator / Wavelength Injector] She is able to concentrate and stock wavelengths in herself or other person to charge them with it to empower the vessel. Too much charges may hurt the vessel. She can store.move one charge at the time. This was gift from her brother. Allowing her to discover soul purge.
+ Vnutrenniy smysl (Inner voice) [Soul perception] By seeking on the deepest of her soul. She gives a call that transcends distance. Resonating with every soul it comes in contact. By knowing who is she after she can make a particular call to resonate only with that certain soul. But it requires previous encounters to do so. Basically jumps from soul perception to super soul perception. Yet the super soul perception requires meeting the soul she wishes to seek previously. And the jump requires concentration. This was a gift from her sister.
+ Allegoriya moyem serdtse (Allegory of my heart) [Miracle Wavelength] It is said that when looking deep withing and accepting yourself as you are, only then can you make a miracle happen. This, was her gift for them. Allowing her to master all her skills to make that miracle happen.
Damain walks into the music room with his blue and yellow guitar strapped to his back. He then walks towards an amp, ignoring anyone else, and grabs the cord, as he takes his guitar off his back. He plugs the cord into his guitar and turns on the amp. Damain strums his guitar and adjust the amp to the sound he liked. He then started to play a random song that popped into his head. He bobbed his head as well as stomped his feet to the beet while playing.
Ran let out a yawn and stretched out her arms. She was on her way to the music room thanks to a promise she had made during the masquerade ball to meet up with Damian. He said he wanted to hang out, and Ran, not wanting to be rude, complied. So now, here she was, sleepily walking through the somewhat populated hallways to the designated place the two promised to meet. Ran quickly took her phone out, checking the time.
'Crap... I'm already late.'
While mentally cursing at herself for her timing, Ran sprinted to the music room as fast as she could. After arriving, the demon weapon quickly swung the door open and almost collapsed onto the ground. She really needed to exercise more...
After receiving a few stares from some other people, Ran hastily regained her composure and began to look for the meister. It took a minute to find him (actually, it was just ten seconds), but it wasn't hard to identify him from the rest of the students. Damian was playing on the guitar that he had strapped to his back during the dance, and, from the looks of it, seemed to be having a good time. He was stomping his feet on the ground loudly as he strummed on the stringed-instrument. Some other students were staring at him as he made a spectacle out of himself while others ignored him.
Ran shrugged. She didn't really care. What he liked to do in his free time was his own business. Walking up to the guitarist, the girl waved her hand in front of Damian's face, since he really seemed to be out of it. "Hey."
Damain stops playing his guitar and looks up and sees RIn. "Heya, your right on time." Damain says looking at his watch, which is off by a few minutes. He then takes the plug from the amp out of his guitar and then turns off the guitar amp. "So, have you had lunch yet?" Damian ask putting his guittar on his bback as he stood up slowly.
So being late was still considered being on time? Well, that wasn't so bad. Then again, if that would only be the case if it could also apply for other things as well. Like school, for that matter. Wouldn't it just be great to be able to just walk into class an hour and a half later without receiving a tardy slip? That'd be great. Too bad it wasn't a reality though.
The demon weapon let out a small sigh. If only the world could work out like that...
As Ran continued to contemplate on the random subject that was interesting her, she hadn't noticed until a few minutes later that Damain was asking if she'd already eaten. Ran shrugged before shaking her head. Well, she did have a (hastily) buttered-up dinner roll for breakfast, but even that wasn't as satisfying as she had hoped. After all, when you're running with a piece of bread crammed in your mouth, you know that you're gonna' still want to eat something fulfilling.
And then she head her stomach growl. Maybe she should have gotten something else to go before she had decided to journey from her dorm.
Damain smiles as he hears her stomach growl. "Ok i know the perfect place, LETS GO!" Damain says as he walks past Ran while grabbing her hand and pulling her towards the door. He then headed to the Diner to eat while pulling Ran behind him, if she let.
The heels of her boots clicked against the wooden floor of the academy as Scindo hurried through the hallway of the academy. She was walking quickly, a pace which she perceived to be polite and quick, towards the music room. Through word of mouth she'd heard talk of a rapier Weapon at the academy for a while now but she'd never been able to find out the specifics. Apparently he had a reputation for being a bit shy, but thanks to a hint from one of her classmates she was on her way to the music room hopefully to try to catch him before he could leave. She came to a stop a few steps away from the music room in order to listen for any sound. A few seconds of concentration told her that someone was indeed inside, playing a violin. It sounds like a live playing. The quality could mean it's just a recording. What a lovely sound... and it doesn't hurt my ears to listen to it.She tilted her head slightly and squinted at the doors of the music room.
The rumors had not made any mention of him being a violinist. The skill of the person playing made it seem even more far fetched for this fact about him to be unknown. The entire reason it had been so difficult to track him down though was because he was so shy. It was strange for one to be in the music room alone without the intention to play an instrument. Even an artist might go accompanied but she didn't hear anyone else. She didn't have time to weigh the likelihood of the known and unknown things about him right now. So, she decided to look inside. He hadn't really been described to her that well. Aside from the type of weapon he could become and that he had a thick accent, she didn't know much else about him. She stepped quietly up to the door, trying her hardest to avoid being heard. Then she slowly turned the doorknob and opened the door wide enough to get a good look inside.
Yuudai Takashi
((Alrighty. So, figured this was the most likely place to find him. Let the rping commence!))
Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2015 1:58 pm
Kurtis Einheiser DWMA 3rd Year- Weapon ▂▃▅▆█▆▅▃▂
An eye for an eye. A tooth for a tooth. And the punishment of death for evil.
Standing on the stage at the center stood Kurtis, playing his violin, his fingers moving gracefully across the cords as he played. Even though the violin was obviously old, being covered in various nicks and scuffs that dotted it caramel colored wooden surface, the sound it produced was as beautiful as if the violin was new. Anyone watching would see a tall young man, playing a violin in front of an empty room, with a small smile on his face.
Kurtis visited this room regularly, it was a favorite of his due to the fact that next to no one came to the room anymore, except of course during classes, which gave him chance to play his violin in private. Kurtis lost concentration for brief second, hitting a few sour notes as he stopped playing, he could've sworn he'd closed the door to the room when he'd entered, it was now slightly ajar.
Closing his eyes for a moment, Kurtis activated his soul perception. Sure enough a soul popped up behind the ajar door. Kurtis looked at the soul a little closer, unlike most other souls at the DWMA this one was interesting, due to the fact that it wasn't completely human. "I don't know who you are, but its rude to spy on people like you are.", Kurtis called softly, his German accent obvious, as he started packing his violin away.
This is what I am. If I deny it, I deny everything I am.
Scindo peered through the doors, taking in the sight of the person who, surprisingly enough, had turned out to be the source of such beautiful music. She could see some detail on the instrument even from this distance but what interested her was the instrumentalist. Male. Which was the only other thing she knew about him. His appearance had not been described otherwise, so just from seeing she still didn't know for certain. As she heard his voice her heart jumped with excitement despite what he'd said. On the other hand, he is right. She thought to herself, regretting her choice to remain hidden instead of introducing herself. She had not thought she would be discovered so quickly. Perhaps though that was one way he was able to avoid other people since so little was known about him.
Scindo stepped around the door and, facing his direction, she closed it behind herself. "I apologize.. You see, I'm looking for someone and if you were not him I would not have wanted to interrupt you." Her voice was soft and had a gentle quality to it. She was careful enough to make sure to speak clearly and slowly so that if he wasn't very used to speaking English he would have an easier time understanding her. She walked down and stopped when she was standing just a few feet away from him at the bottom of the stage. Should he move to go around her she'd step in his way. She raised one hand, palm outward, close to herself but facing towards him. "May I borrow some of your time?"
Yuudai Takashi
Posted: Fri Aug 07, 2015 6:33 pm
Kurtis Einheiser DWMA 3rd Year- Weapon ▂▃▅▆█▆▅▃▂
An eye for an eye. A tooth for a tooth. And the punishment of death for evil.
Kurtis shrugged nonchalantly, "It depends on who you are looking for, very few people come up here as it is.", Kurtis took a better look at the person who was now standing in front of him. Female, blonde, about Kurtis' age and fairly attractive, Kurtis could feel his ears burning slightly from being in her presence. Her voice was quite pleasant, almost melodic in nature, but the way she positioned herself between the stage and the exit was curios.
Placing his bag down on the floor, before walking over to the grand piano on the stage and taking a a seat on the edge of it, Kurtis regarded the girl nervously, "You ask for my assistance, yet you appear to have positioned yourself between me and the exit, giving me little option to agree to your terms.", Kurtis rambled slightly, he paused, "Also despite the accent I'm fluent in english.
This is what I am. If I deny it, I deny everything I am.
((OOC: Sorry for the delay, work has been horrible the last few days))
Again, he does have a point. She thought, regretting how forceful she was being. She didn't see any other way. She had only had success dealing with shy animals, similar to the gentle but firm way she was keeping him from leaving. Shy animals and people alike tended to leave at the first chance or bear their fangs but so far this man seemed to be quite calm. So, perhaps he would listen to her questions and, if he wasn't the Weapon she had been looking for, he might point her in the right direction. I have to be a bit pushy. Scindo walked up the stairs after he moved away and stopped once she was on the stage. She was very aware of how close she was standing to the edge and, given her luck, that she should move. But he seemed uncomfortable with her being too close. So, she decided it was more important to keep her distance. Now that she was on the same level, she did notice a few things about him. First of all, she noticed that he was easily a foot taller than herself
. As she'd observed earlier he did seem to be relaxed right now but there was something about him that seemed off. Some sort of tension and awareness of it made her feel uncomfortable. She smiled slightly and relaxed her arms at her sides. The rapier and dagger sheathed on her left hip clinking against eachother as her wrist bumped against the side of one of them. He didn't seem like an aggressive sort, but should he be she was certain she would be able to respond appropriately to any attack. Or, that she would at least heal quickly from it. "I apologize, for interrupting you and... for making you have a conversation you don't seem to want. I'm aware that I'm being rude. But I hope that you will hear me out anyway. I will leave after that, I promise." She said, breaking eye contact at the end in order to close her eyes with a slight nod.
She looked back up at him and, soft brown eyes watching him carefully, she proceeded to get to the point. "My name is Scindo Munio. I'm a second year Meister here, at the Academy. I've heard about a Rapier-type Weapon and a classmate told me that he might be here. Are you him?"
