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 Posted: Fri Dec 06, 2013 6:55 pm
Oowada Ishimaru 5.... 4.... 3.... 2.... 1.... BRIIIII- An alarm clock nearby Ishimaru went off was immediately turned off as he was perfectly ready and set for the day. Clean cut and prim as he usually was, and had already gone through his checklist of what was needed for school. His boots were shined to the point that even through it's charcoal black color, he could see his own reflection, and his outfit was clean, straightened and measured all down to the centimeter. With his clothes all together and ready, he noticed it was time to wake everyone else up, and from his closet, he pulled out to be what looked like a trash can lid, obviously cleaned to the point of reflecting, and were some drum sticks. As Ishimaru had left his room, closing the door behind him, he had walked over to the stairs that separated the third floor and the second floor and took a deep breath in, his strange "instruments" in place. And then, it happened. "IT IS TIME TO WAKE UP!!!!" *Clang Clang Clang*
The Ishimaru-style wake-up call had commenced.
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Posted: Fri Dec 06, 2013 6:59 pm
 Lira Chronicle, the Necromancer
Twitch, twitch.
Lira stared at the sign on the door for a few moments as she tapped her foot impatiently, yawning as she did so. Patience wasn't her strong suit, though. It really wasn't. Especially when she was still half-asleep; she was the sort of girl who preferred stay up until three in the morning and sleep in until mid-afternoon. "B****, WAKE UP!" The door exploded outwards as Grimm appeared behind her and slashed it open with one massive hit. Lira spun around a few times, gathering speed, and let fly with a heavy bag that was aimed right towards Saito's stomach. "You're ****ing taking me shopping today, so move your fat *** already!"
Definitely not a morning person.
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Posted: Fri Dec 06, 2013 7:19 pm
 ~Shinpachi Saito, Master of the Dark Persona~Saitou's eyes snapped open as the door exploded (WHY WERE DOORS EXPLODING!?), rolling over as he shot to his feet, skipping backwards on the heels of his feet a few times before coming to a halt. His eyes shot to the splintered remains of the door just before a bag slammed into his stomach, causing Saitou's eyes to widen as he wrapped his arms around his stomach, the wind knocked out of him. "Wwwwwwhhhhhhhyyyyyyyy!?!?" Saitou collapsed onto the rooftop, eyes glazed over as his soul briefly seemed to start leaving his body. One glance at the grim reaper though was enough to make it rethink that. Sure enough...one strike. "L...lira...I thought...I...gave you...a...key." Saitou mumbled, raising a shaky hand towards his friend (Foe?), although his senses started to come back fairly slowly, at least slightly thanks to the noise he now heard coming from Ishimaru down below. Now Saitou wasn't one to buy into the low-blood pressure explanation...but if he was, then he was definitely the type who had low-blood pressure, and felt the unquenchable desire to kill anyone who woke him up early in the morning. W-what's that? Lira? Uh, no, nothing like that! ISHIMARU, though. He could feel the urge to kill their uptight teammate growing with every pang of those metal lids... "Five..more...minutes...!" Saitou mumbled, rising to his knees, then up to his feet with arms limp like a zombie, eyes still blank as the dead from his blissful sleep moments before.
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Posted: Fri Dec 06, 2013 7:33 pm
Lira Chronicle, the Necromancer
An image of the Reaper floated in the air behind the girl as one of her eyes twitched. She smiled widely a moment later, though, and a dark aura appeared on the end of her scythe as she held it up. "As far as I'm concerned, you can sleep all you ****ing want when we get back. Some of us actually have to get some supplies for school, though, and don't want our social lives to be ruined because other people were too lazy to get their ***es in gear. You've had all week to relax, so I will seriously chop them off if you don't wake up and get moving. After I get rid of Ishimaru's, anyway."
Smile, smile.
She was annoyed at Saito, but she was much more annoyed at the obsessive lawyer they'd somehow managed to pick up.
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Posted: Fri Dec 06, 2013 7:57 pm
 Eido Aeroda "GAH MONKEYS!" Eido's voice came calling from the couch on the first floor, having lost his room Key. He had moved in the previous night, but on a midnight trip to the bathroom, he dropped it, and was locked out of his own room. He paused for a bit clutching a pillow, before glancing around.
"Who....What.." he started, before hearing a..."GAH WHAT THE HELL?!"
An explosion, from several floors up. He scampered behind the couch, glancing over nervously.
"I wasn't ready for this, I wasn't ready for this, I wasn't ready for this.." Eido repeated, hiding behind said couch. And I really don't wanna introduce myself as the guy with the giant wang-monster as a picture of my inner self.
He cowered, waiting for everything to calm down, before he'd peek out again.
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Posted: Fri Dec 06, 2013 7:57 pm
~Shinpachi Saito, Master of the Dark Persona~*cough cough* "Ugh...why...you two are going to be the death of me..." Saitou mumbled, though he began walking back across the rooftop, yawning as he made a b-line for the doorway back downstairs, which is where he really hoped Lira wanted him to go. "I thought we didn't start school until tomorrow, I don't see what the big deal is. Instead of being in such a hurry we should sleep in, maybe pick things up tomorrow, you know really they don't seem too disappointed if you show up before noon..." At first it may have seemed that Saitou was rambling but then, you had to remember that this was the guy who'd transferred schools several times in the last few years, and he had shown up at Iwadate on his first day nearly at noon. So if Lira thought back on it, it wasn't entirely without precident...aaaand he was also just reaching the top step of the fourth floor, in case his continued whining was bringing up any ideas about now~ "Ishimaaarruuu~, I've got a job for you!" Saitou put a hand beside his mouth, shouting down the steps in a hope that the new member would turn up. If he did, maybe he could convince him to work with the Necromancer, while Saitou got a few more Zs. Or at least, he could shove his foot down his gullet for all his yammering...
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Posted: Fri Dec 06, 2013 8:06 pm
Lira Chronicle, the Necromancer
"You think like that because you're a man." Lira muttered grumpily... but she lowered the scythe, and its vicious aura vanished as she followed him into the building. He wouldn't be losing them today, though Ishimaru probably would if he kept up that stupid clanging much longer. Now THERE was a fellow who'd never heard of compromise or living in harmony, which was a fantastic way to ruin somebody else's day. "Be ready to go in fifteen minutes. If we get this done fast enough, we can at least go have ice cream or something." It was never too early in the day for dessert. Not that she planned to be done until at least noon or anything. The offering of dessert might have been a peace offering of sorts, though... or the closest she could get to making an apology for her behavior.
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Posted: Fri Dec 06, 2013 8:14 pm
Oowada IshimaruWhile Ishimaru was alerting everyone else of what time it was and that everyone should wake up, Ishimaru could hear from the rooftops a voice that he was gladly happy that was awake, but mad nonetheless that he was up there. He had stopped the wake-up call, if only to be polite in responding back to him. "Yes, Saito-san. What is it that you wish from me?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 06, 2013 8:24 pm
::Noelle Everett::  "Mmm...stop thaaaat..." Sleepy mumbles and incoherent hums slipped the pinkette's lips, her body tangled in the sheets as it stretched lazily. Another pleasant sigh, and she turned on her sleep, the dream she was having being of the nice kind. Said dream was cut abruptly when loud banging could be heard outside of her door though, waking the girl violently. Noelle sat up with a start, her eyes bleary...trying to pick up what was going on. For a moment, panic took control of her, believing she was back in that cave, and the noises were attacks getting closer and closer...her friends falling one at a time with each loud bang. It took her a moment to realize she was in her room in Okina, and that the loud noise and the voices that she now heard were Oowada's. "What is his freakin' problem?!" the pinkette fumed, throwing the sheets aside, and standing up. She wobbled as she made her way to the door, blue eyes turning to the clock on her bedside table. It was so damn early...A groan escaped her, a hand shooting out to take a sphere that would make anybody who recognize it tremble. It had, after all, drawn blood from unsuspecting fools more than once.
Without a word, the volleyball was taken between her two hands, the fingers immediately recognizing the feeling, twirling the ball with ease. Noelle walked out of the room with her sleeping attire, a simple tank top and some shorts...her hair a complete mess that, frankly, she didn't care to fix at the moment. A single thought in her mind. 'Stop the noise. Get back to bed.' Pinpointing the offender was easy. And just as he got distracted to answer back to Saito, she struck.
Before he could receive an answer from the Dark Team's leader, a crack of a hand against leather was heard, and before he could even register where the sound was coming from, the volleyball of doom hit his face with such force it could even throw him off balance. "Don't you dare do that. Ever. Again."
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Posted: Fri Dec 06, 2013 8:44 pm
~Shinpachi Saito, Master of the Dark Persona~"I'm gooinnng toooo-" Saitou flexed his hands, angrily stepping towards Ishimaru with a look in his eyes that could kill. And then he heard a sound like an explosion that he'd hoped never to experience again, a mix of rubber and air striking down Ishimaru with enough power to DEEESTRROYYYY the unsuspecting fool. Saitou stood for a moment, stunned by the bloodlust that had just washed through the dorm, raising a finger as he struggled to find words for what had just transpired. "...*sigh* I'll go call an ambulance." Whatever lack of energy Saitou had before that was quickly fading away, and he glanced over his shoulder to see that Lira was still leering, ready to let Grimm play with his bones if he tried to slip away. "I'll be back in a minute. Make sure that he doesn't bleed out on anything Noelle likes, or she'll really finish him for good." Saitou advised, waving over his shoulder as he went down to his room and ducked inside for a minute. A change of shirts, his wallet, maybe an Ipod for good measure...and he was out after just a couple of moments, rubbing a towel against his face after he washed off the sleep. As he stepped out of his room he glanced around instinctively once or twice. After all, there was an angry Noelle, and a volleyball on the loose. It was just basic, old, predatorial instinct to be on the lookout when weapons such as those were in play!
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Posted: Fri Dec 06, 2013 9:00 pm
Lira Chronicle, the Necromancer
By the time he was coming out of his room, Lira was already prepared to go - a minor miracle in and of itself, considering how things usually went. Under one arm was something that looked a lot like a prop for a set, but actually worked to conceal her oversized scythe. Couldn't exactly lug that thing around in the open, after all, and Lira hadn't been more than a few feet away from it since the incident, no matter how inconvenient it was for her to lug it around. One of these days she was going to have to figure out how to use magic to hide and recall a weapon... but that could wait for later, really. For now, she had to get clothes, accessories, basic school supplies, advanced school supplies, fashionable trends, and extra self-care supplies. She had no idea how long they were going to be here, but at the very least, she was going to make the best of it while she could.
...Even if simply seeing a school was like a sucker-punch to her stomach.
"Hmph. Stupid sun..."
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Posted: Fri Dec 06, 2013 9:26 pm
 ~Shinpachi Saito, Master of the Dark Persona~Saitou glanced over at the kitchen as he reached the first floor and began walking to the front door, easy considering the separations between every room on the floor were only waist high and thus allowed you to see from one end of the first floor of the Dorm to another. He spotted the slightly older, light blue haired senpai of his waving off a piece of pizza with horrified alarm, and he smirked when Iori whined as the girl canned the piece of pizza as if it were the second coming of the Shadows they'd fought before. "We're going out for a bit you two. I'd prefer to still have two living senpai when I return, so if you're hungry there are a couple of lunches with tempura and soba in the refrigerator. I'll throw those pizzas out when I get back." Saitou closed his eyes and smiled widely, waving as he teased the Senior Combat Adviser, amused by his older and yet slightly less mature senpai. The two were a comedic and enjoyable duo, if nothing else though. Exactly the types Saitou felt they needed to have around to help the healing process get kick-started for a few of his friends. Saitou pushed the door open, but just like Lira before him he winced at the evil sun before him, blinking a few times as his eyes attempted to adjust to the new sunlight. Although it was further north, the beach side nature of Iwadate had made it much warmer and the sunlight made sense, but now that they were in the mountains and the days of beach babes in bikinis lay behind him, Saitou couldn't help but look upon the sun soaked atmosphere and curse Amaterasu for not making things a little more bearable. It was still early morning, couldn't there have at least been an overcast cloud, or something!? For the record, not a strange comment for someone who'd once been uncomfortable in a cave akin to the Depths of Hell (technically Yomi). "Lead the way, madam." Saitou snarked as he caught up to Lira, putting up his hand and opening the umbrella above Chronicle. He made sure to tilt his arm a bit, so that the sophisticate's way of blocking sunlight hung over Lira just so, providing 'The Lady' with an excuse to avoid the eye splitting evilness from above if she wanted it. If not, she could still probably use it to impale someone, or something. She was kind of a demon to be partnered with...
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Posted: Fri Dec 06, 2013 9:32 pm
Lira Chronicle, the Necromancer
"...Maybe you can learn." the girl said as she started walking at a moderate pace. She wasn't hurrying or anything, but she definitely had no plans to dawdle; she was a girl, she had a lot of shopping to do, and darnit, she wanted to get home while there was still plenty of sun to sleep through. It was only once they were well out of earshot from the dorm (and she'd checked to be sure they weren't being followed) that she added, "I... don't trust Ishimaru to really have our backs if something bad happens. He doesn't understand anything." she seemed more than a little irate; all the banging in the morning certainly wasn't something that was going to put her in a good mood.
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Posted: Fri Dec 06, 2013 10:26 pm
Junpei Iori, Okina Senior Combat Adviser
"...Ta da da da! I'm da man!"One thing a man could never do, if he hoped to retain the trust, affection, and hope for future physical interactions with a girl he cared for, was insult a woman's food. And the sound of Fuuka's voice as he absentmindedly whispered something exactly to that effect in the not-so-spacious kitchen and dining area of the dorm/apartment complex nearly had him jumping out of his blue jeans, all hopes of any of those three important things nearly fleeing from him like a ghostly spirit draining from sleep-addled lips. Beads of sweat rolled suddenly down the back of his neck as he laughed uneasily, slowly turning towards Fuuka with a forced smile...only to be saved by her lack of attention and sudden panic at his attempt to bite into the week-old pizza. For as small as she was, the girl could be surprisingly quick when something got her startled, and he was surprised at how lightning-fast her reflex had been to snatch his morning snack and toss it into the trash bin. "H...Hey! I was gonna eat that!" his protest started, but died likely on deaf ears, the back of his mind already agreeing that he had probably just been saved from a day-long stomachache. His eyes followed the cold slice longingly nonetheless, wondering if he really could have missed mold gathering on the cheese...or if they were just overreacting.
"Aw, come on, Fuuka! It couldn't have been that bad! Guys eat stuff like cold pizza out of the fridge all the time!" the had-clad young man chuckled nervously, ready to let it go and put the matter to rest before the sound of clanging upstairs...and the drowsy, quip-tossing Saito passing through the living room...alerted him to the sudden wakeful atmosphere about the dorm this morning. Seriously?! They didn't even have school today! When he was back at Gekkoukan, you couldn't pay him to wake up this early on a weekend! "What gives? Who the Hell is banging a cymbal upstairs at this time of the morning on a non-school day? Kids should be catching up on their sleep when they're not in classes, and...whoa..." The young Shadow Operative suddenly paused, looking almost spooked for a second as he turned his attention back to his seafoam-haired companion, an amused smile creasing the very corner of his lips.
"The heck was that...? I sounded like an old man!" his smile was both self-depreciating and amused, fingers running through his hair as he enjoyed a morning chat with Fuuka, however strange, "...Being in charge around here, sounding like that...promise to slap me or something if I start making bad puns, all right Fuuka?"
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