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 Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2011 5:19 pm
 » »Vahper Chois« « ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖✖ ✖ ✖ ✖»Meister« »Nurse« »Looking« "A deep look into my eyes... you will see nothing." A soft tack of a shoe was heard from the scene. A small, young looking girl with a backpack strapped to her shoulders and flowing blue hair had appeared at the steps at the front of the school, obviously tired. Blood ran down her arm, coming from a recent battle. Her clothes were slightly torn and she didn't look happy. She didn't even looked up to know that there was going on. The wind began to blow at a steady rate and the figure looked up, her eyes were the only thing clearly visible about her appearance. A neon blue illuminated both of her eyes. The gaze was upon the Kishin Egg in the court yard, and the gaze wasn't pleasant. She didn't even move, glaring at the Kishin, letting her stress flow out in a tangible atmosphere. " I would run. " Was all she said before her Aura began to crackle blue, slowly walk at a casual pace. Her aura slowly began to grow and crackle farther out, leaving marks in the ground. This kid was not happy. At a closer look, the girl had many scars visible from her pale skin. She looked like there was sand on her knees, so she just came from the Desert and her hair was slightly tattered. The blood was actually dried instead of fresh, it was just flesh glistening in the bright taunting sun. Her back pack was a black sports pack that has seen better days. It had patches sewn on from different villages. Her eyes had this very determined but also dull, as if she didn't seem alive. However, her presence was there. There was just things about this girl was seemed almost scary, and as she drew near the Kishin, it was looking more bad for it. ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖✖ ✖ ✖ ✖
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With a face twisted with malice and delight, Mac’s nostrils flared at the scent of blood. His wait soon
to be over…
Suddenly with a loud and beeping trill the creature stopped mid lunge. Eyes rolling, his lips pursed
thoughtfully as he drew back his hand to tilt up the girls chin. “Foolish, yet promising…” He
commented, his pitch a smooth resonating tenor. His accent a clear, yet formal English. “Must say your
Scottish blood does you proud Ms Kyrie.” The man smiled, his expression calm, without malice. He
drew back, his hand brushing off the damned stuffy wig. “Now then…” With a raised hand, his pale
azure eyes glanced out at the first years. Before turning to Vahper, offering a warm and fleeting wink.
“A decent effort for the most part…” He studied the students closest to him. “Though you can hardly
count yourselves ready to defend yourselves from a real attack…” As the man spoke, his once hunch
posture straightened to his full and proud height. Expression thoughtful, the strange Englishman
silently eyed the minor destruction. With a few upturned trees and churned up soil, it wasn’t too bad. “I
only hope I made the right decision in choosing the grounds…” He murmured to himself. Biting back a
sigh, he couldn’t help but dig out a handkerchief to dab across his brow. I hope we still have a…
Glancing down, his eyes narrowed as he eyed the dirty stain on the otherwise pristine cloth. So with a
dramatic flair he stepped out of his robes. His level gaze, settling briefly on Yuji as the heavy grey
garment crumpled behind him. “If you haven’t guessed already…” He tucked the handkerchief back
into his pocket. “This was a test. So if you attack me now, do so in the knowledge that I’m your
teacher...” The man paused to straighten his tie. His clothing a formal affair consisting of a black,
jacketless suit. His satin waistcoat, decorated with a subtle, yet intricate design. “…So as your teacher,
I’ll be more than happy to teach you a lesson in manners.” He continued, his hands clasping behind his back.
On a whim, his lips to twitched into a brief sinister smile. But rather than wait to
see if any would take the bait, he continued with his introductions. “Finally, if your not too traumatised
to remember…” He glanced to Yuji and Valentine. “I’m Mr Rupert Allen Kingsley, your homeroom
teacher, a Weapon and the resident Death Scythe.” He announced simply. But before he continued he
glanced briefly towards Vahper, before turning back to the students.
“If you don’t understand what any of that means, then you soon will, when classes start tomorrow. As
for today, consider yourselves free to settle in to your respective accommodations. If you have any
questions, or if you require to go to the infirmary, I recommend you stay behind.” With that, he turned
to gather his garments. Before turning to make sure no injured, or foolhardy student tried to escape a
trip of the infirmary.
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Partner: Death
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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2011 7:07 pm
» »Vahper Chois« « ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖✖ ✖ ✖ ✖»Meister« »Nurse« »Looking« "A deep look into my eyes... you will see nothing." The girl's aura suddenly disappeared. She still walked causally, as if nothing were wrong, but when she stood by the man who proclaimed that he was a teacher, the girl spoke softly once more. " Show me to the infirmary. " Then started walking once more, with direction more toward the front doors. The girl didn't look back, her right arm dangling of the injury. Almost to be funny, she put both of her hands in her pockets. This random person, or kid, who shows up with a profound amount of energy to emit the aura she demonstrated, just walks in and walks out with the same kind of class as a normal person. No smile, her mouth was covered up by a black scarf to keep dust from her mouth. Only her eyes gleaned on the students around her and even those were like daggers into the back. They were cold and very scary. So even when the girl stopped, her eyes did not glance back to see if the man had followed her, she only stood there, the wound was bleeding again from her using her aura. It slowly dripped onto the concrete. She just stood there, waiting. The Wound looked almost like a giant bite mark... maybe from some demon. The girl let the wind's cool touch wisp around the injury, letting the blood once again harden, but the girl was out of luck and it just kept on bleeding. ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖✖ ✖ ✖ ✖
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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2011 7:27 pm
 ɣuji ✩ ʑanzaki Ϩtar ✩ 2.0 ▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁
↪ Yuji felt so helpless as he saw the Man disappear and then reappear behind him. He was so fast, that Yuji couldn't believe it. It was as if time was slowed down in his view, as he felt the touch and the voice of the man on his back. Talking about how Yuji didn't have enough power to save anyone. Not himself, Val, or any other student. Hearing this angered Yuji greatly, How could this one be on such a greater level than them all? As he listened to him more, he heard words of him supposed to be bleeding all over the place. Now thoughts of doubt were in his mind. If this was the man's plan from the start he had succeed. As, he stood there frozen the man uttered his last towards before he had taken a lunge for Yuji's chest. Dammit, he thought as he couldn't move, Damn, it all he was going to die here but that wasn't what was bothering him. What was bothering him was knowing after he was gone who would protect Val? What of their promise? Closing his eyes he was ready to throw Val, out of harms way and take the final hit. But as he got ready to do so he felt Val leave his hands, had he dropped her? Opening his eyes he came to realize she transformed back, and was standing in front of him.... No what was she thinking? Yuji was so stiff though that he couldn't even move his lips to tell her to get out of the way. That this was his strike, that this wasn't her time... that this was him trying to keep his promise to her. As the man continued the attack Yuji saw as his nails sunk into Val's neck slightly, they had seemed to stop, only causing small amount of damage. At the sight of this Yuji felt rage and sadness well up inside him, clenching his fist, he was about to pull Val back and throw a fist at this man. For injuring Val, how dare he... Now Yuji was mad and he was bent on attacking. That was until he the man, change? He took off a wig, and the tattered robes... What the hell? Was what Yuji thought as it puzzled him. Listening to the explanation the man gave.. His name was Rupert A. Kingsley. It was all a test, a test that Yuji surely failed.... clenching his fist even harder he looked down in shame.
As a man Yuji should have been able to protect her from the enemy, even if it wasn't a real attack. "Dammit, it all" Yuji said as tears started to appear in his eyes. "Im sorry, Val I wasn't able to keep our promise, all thanks to me being controlled by wanting to fight" Yuji had put his sleeve to his eyes as he started to rub them. She got hurt thanks to his stupid impulse to fight and not pay attention to her and her warning. Right now Yuji couldn't tell what he was feeling he was just a bunch of emotions that was all sealed up and mixed up. Just another weirdo. Bringing his sleeve back down with his eyes still a little watery and dimmed. "Mr.Rupert please teach me how to battle more effectively to protect everyone.... I'll do whatever it takes even smart remarks, insults whatever!" Yuji said as he fell to the ground on his knees tears had started to leak from his eyes again. "Val, I.....I.....I would understand if you didn't want to be partners anymore.......Im, so sorry" Yuji said as he cried a little harder... he was just all sadness now. It was kind of pitiful and all, but he couldn't really help himself, since he had never really been around other people.
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"To surpass a godly level was a goal accomplished by only one."
"I can only hope to one day be compared to his greatness"
✩2.0
Partner:Valentine Kyrie
Total points on hand:3
Total Points earned: 68
Word Count This Post:640
Word Amount now:1063
Total Word Count:10902
Points Gained This Post:2
Theme song:
Kishin Eggs Faced (#):
Times Recovered:
Current Madness Level: 0%
OOC:Oh yeah unexpected emotional moment :L
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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2011 8:11 pm
 "Never give your reasons,
for your judgement will probably be right,"
__________________________________________ Val thought she was going to die... Knew she was going to die. It looked ready to kill her, at any moment the Kishin egg's hand would move an inch more forward and her head would be on the ground. But the hand never moved. A beeping noise signaled something, as the creepy man withdrew his hand from her throat and tilted her chin. The disgusting appearance of the Kishin egg was rather distracting, but Val instantly recognized a clear, English accent. When the Kishin egg said her name, Val knew that he was not a Kishin egg at all, and when the man took off his wig it only further her theory. At least for now, Val had managed to survive certain death by the hands of a Kishin egg, who was not a Kishin egg at all. After he stepped away and began to speak, Val couldn't help but wonder if he would have delivered the final blow, that is if that timer hadn't beeped. To what extent were the teachers willing to go just to test the students? All the way? Was every single teacher here willing to kill the students just to make a point? It seemed cruel, but at the same time brutally realistic.
When he stood his full height, the man was almost a full foot taller than Val. He said that they wouldn't be able to defend from an attack... Maybe that was true, or maybe he was much more powerful than any Kishin egg which would be foolish enough to attack the school. Of course, Val did not say this out loud. Maybe these Kishin eggs would be powerful enough to defeat all these students single-handedly. Val had never faced a Kishin egg, and as such she would not know. If all the Kishin eggs were this powerful, then there was practically no chance of Val ever being able to defeat one. Well, that was a bit of an exaggeration. At the least, it would take quite a while before she would be powerful enough to ever face one. Frankly, Val hoped that there were some weak ones, for the sake of saving herself the trouble of worrying about anything. Her throat felt wet, and Val rubbed it absentmindedly with the back of her arm. A thin layer of blood coated her arm; sure it wasn't enough to make her die or lose consciousness, but there was still some blood there. Enough to make her feel a bit light-headed looking at it.
The Englishman introduced himself as Rupert Allen Kingsley, a teacher. So Professor Kingsley, then. When he mentioned accommodations, Val was slightly surprised. They would be having accommodations given? After the teacher said all of this, Yuji went on some apologizing streak about how he should have tried harder to protect her, or something. It wasn't his fault... She had chosen to do so. Chosen to get injured... Chosen to have that Englishman cut through her neck... But he wasn't an Englishman when he cut her neck, and she didn't really let him because if she had her way he'd have been the one to get injured but at the same time none of that really mattered... Yuji had no reason to apologize, but as Val opened her mouth to tell him that it occurred to her that she was losing a lot more blood than she had thought. It was as if this scandalous turn of events had caused her to bleed even more. Before she could say anything, the whole world went black and Valentine's petite form fell forward, as she had somehow fallen unconscious from blood loss and exhaustion. __________________________________________
but your reasons
almost certainly will be wrong."
~Lord Mansfield Word Count: 611
Level Word Count: 1804
Total Word Count: 14219
Madness Level: 0%
OOC: Because I'm going to end up in the infirmary anyways.
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2011 5:31 pm
[ No one deserves to be lonely... ]  Aᴜᴛᴜᴍɴ Cʟᴀʀᴋᴇ
Wᴇᴀᴘᴏɴ
Autumn flinched slightly from inside her weapon form. The kishin had began to fight back and it seemed that Galland and the other meister would have trouble with it. She felt scared now that she knew that the kishin would most likely win the fight. Unless... if the two of them turn the tables on it. Her eyes widened when the Kishin started to attack again. This time, she saw that he was aiming to hit Galland across the face. "Galland, It's attacking you!" She called out to him as the kishin proceeded with his move. She shook her head and closed her eyes, not wanting to see the outcome. This was just how Autumn acted in a time of crisis. All she could is hide and run. She always thought so lowly of herself, wanting to run away without giving herself a chance to fight. It wasn't that Autumn called herself a coward, but what was there left to do? She never gave herself a chance to fight on her own, and didn't want to start off now. Wᴏʀᴅ Cᴏᴜɴᴛ: 179 Level Word cound: 179 Tᴏᴛᴀʟ Wᴏʀᴅ Cᴏᴜɴᴛ: 3393 Madness Level: 0% Cᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛ Pᴀʀᴛɴᴇʀ: Galland Ryuusai Wᴇᴀᴘᴏɴ Fᴏʀᴍ: Two-handed SwordOOC: [ ...Even if they are an enemy. ]
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2011 9:18 am
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Offering the girl little more than a quirked eyebrow, Rupert eyed her as she approached the school. His
thoughtful glance, unfazed by her cold and piercing stare. He briefly analysed her stance, injury and
presence. But despite a peaked curiosity, he drew his focus back towards the first years. Eyebrow
twitching, as her request placed him in a bothersome situation. He ignored his gnawing curiosity, and
the blood that was pointedly dripping on their doorstep.
The initiation test was undoubtedly a difficult lesson to swallow. But with being first years and the least
experienced of students, they had to learn a basic lesson in humility. In the hope that those weak of
mind and determination would quit. Whilst encouraging the gutsy and the strong willed, to learn and
move on. Either way, hopefully now they understood some of what their future would bring. For injury,
death and combat, would soon become part of all their lives. A harsh wake up call, for those who’d
underestimated the ways and aims of Shibusen, and their superior, Shinigami-sama.
Rupert though emotionless and blunt in his ways of teaching, had no intention of breaking the first
years. It was because of this he delayed a moment longer to gather information, and status off of his
students. From their words to their reactions, he offered no criticism. His pale azure gaze settling on
Yuji. “As your teacher, its my place and duty to train yourself and your fellow students,” He
announced with a dip of his head. “Along with my colleagues, we will teach you the ways to fight
efficiently, and most effectively. Though its also up to you, as to how you apply that knowledge.”
Rupert explained. “But with time, training, studying and dedication, Mr Zanzaki…” He studied the
emotional lad. “And in both body and mind, you will become stronger, and more able to achieve your
goals…”
Out of the corner of his eye, Rupert noted his attack had gone deeper than he’d initially thought. The
sight of blood, yet troubling didn’t draw any immediate reaction. But as she started to fall, with a brisk,
yet smooth step, he reached out to catch the girl. His unoccupied arm aiming to prop her up, as he
turned back to Yuji. “Learn from your past young Meister, but never let it stop you from walking
onward…” He instructed, before briskly adding. “…Or distract you from more pressing matters.”
Rupert quipped, expression softening to take off the blunt edge of his words. “Stiff upper lip and all
that…but if you don’t mind, could you please assist me by carrying your partner to the Infirmary?”
That said, he turned to the other students. “If your injured please follow me…as for questions, I shall
address them in tomorrow mornings class.” His gaze lingered on Galland. “You are all dismissed.”
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Partner: Death
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2011 12:42 pm
 The world has no limitations on strength but..
********************************************************** Galland was surprised by how easily the kishin avoided the other meister’s attack as if it was nothing. His eyes only flared when he saw the Kishin egg move out of the way almost causing him to slice Yuji in half. He didn’t know him but he knew he did not want to kill one of his fellow students. As he was coming down still unable to move his attacks, projectiles where shoot at him but narrowly missed.” That was close!” But he still had the problem at the student in front of him at hand, what would he do what could he do.
While Galland as trying to move his body to avoid the student he felt a heavy hand to his face. He stopped mid-air still gripping onto Autumn tightly. He held his partner until he lost all the air in his lungs. Right now he feared for his life, he had never felt so overpowered and the battle had only just begun. He looked down to see a fist slamming into his stomach. How did this monster move so quickly? The fastest hit he had ever come across was that of a bear’s claw, and he was still able to see it coming.
Was it stupid of him to even think he had a chance? Yes but he didn’t care. As he floated through the air he wondered if he would ever get that strong, no he wondered if he would live to get that strong. Galland was not scared though not for an instance scared, he was more surprised. His back slammed against the floor as he finally took his first breath in a couple of seconds. Along with feeling his body slam against the ground, he heard Autumn in her blade form also hit the ground.
Galland looked at the sky for a couple of seconds until he finally sat up to shake his head. He looked at his partner on the ground but then looked back at the monster only noticing the blood. He quickly regained his composure and ran to pick Autumn up. He turned to the monster as it stopped its attack. Still in his battle stance he stopped to listen to what it had to say. Much to his surprise it was a teacher. He couldn’t believe a teacher could be that strong he was impressed but also mad. He had hoped he was fighting a monster but he was glad he wasn’t, he was not strong enough but when he met a real Kishin he would be.
Galland held Autumn out waiting for her to revert back to her human form. He heard as the teacher told the other Meister to bring his partner to the infirmary. “Man I hope she is ok…” Galland smiled and began laughing. He knew it was a bad time to be laughing. But he wasn’t laughing at the girl he was laughing at himself. “I should have known Shibusen wouldn’t let a kishin on school grounds, wow what a first day…” Galland looked up to the skies and smiled, “He Autumn are you going to be staying in a dorm or do you want to rent an apartment with me? He needed to know this so they could do it now; he was exhausted and wanted to sleep.”Cause I would think if we shared an apartment we could bond more as a team” He did not mean to mislead in anyway his intentions were completely pure.
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The way to true strength...
Might go through madness...
Word Count: 582
Level Word Count:2023
Total Word Count: 2023
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2011 4:20 pm
No one deserves to be lonely... Aᴜᴛᴜᴍɴ Cʟᴀʀᴋᴇ
Wᴇᴀᴘᴏɴ
Having to see her partner get hurt was beyond her worries. Now he might get injured too? Sure, she had about two partners in the past, but that was just to get used to being in weapon form. She still had trouble turning into her weapon, even just a little bit. Although, her older brother and sister didn't seem to have a problem with using her as a weapon, so why should she worry. Although, that just seemed to worry her even more. She didn't know why, but almost everything worried her for an odd reason.
When Galland held her weapon form out in front of himself, she knew that the battle was done. She reverted back into her human form just in front of Galland with her back facing him once she landed on her feet. She had multiple scratches hear and there, but not very fatal. She would need to bandage them though. Next, she turned around to face Galland as she heard him speak out. He was asking her if she was going to stay in a dorm or maybe share an apartment together. She'd have to think for a bit, but her partner did look a bit tired. "Huh... I never really thought about where to stay yet actually." She answered at first, but then continued to speak. "But when you but it that way, I guess sharing an apartment does sound like a good idea... yeah, let's go with that." She finally finished saying after her few moments of thought. Although, he was right. If they were going to be partners, she should at least get to know her partner. Wᴏʀᴅ Cᴏᴜɴᴛ: 275 Level Word cound: 275 Tᴏᴛᴀʟ Wᴏʀᴅ Cᴏᴜɴᴛ: 3668 Madness Level: 0% Cᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛ Pᴀʀᴛɴᴇʀ: Galland Ryuusai Wᴇᴀᴘᴏɴ Fᴏʀᴍ: Two-handed SwordOOC: ...Even if they are an enemy.
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2011 5:50 pm
» »Vahper Chois« « ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖✖ ✖ ✖ ✖»Meister« »Nurse« »Looking« "A deep look into my eyes... you will see nothing." The very strange girl with unusual blue hair grew tired of waiting and supported her tired body against a near wall. Her eyes just gazed down at the stone path. The first years we're the worst to be at her time. Starting off, making a stance just by fighting everyone to keep your status in the school. Much more settle and calming now. There was nothing more fun than watching a school battle, keeping the entertainment in everyone's day. The top record of fights on school during a day was 10, and blood was scattered in random places that spewed out of the mouths of the beaten. In the past, she would count the blood stained spots before someone cleaned them up. It makes the girl think about what these students do for "fun" now. Obviously not fights, but I guess they have been reduced to these beings of no courage. Sad... I will make them grow The closed her eyes when thinking that, planning the maneuvers for her "man-up" operation.
However, just by the look of her, she only looked like a first year herself. There was, however, her soul. Her soul was MUCH more different than everyone else, and even to the Weapons who could not see her soul, there was her troubling presence. Some thought she was Insane due to her oddly unique and diverse way of thinking. Just a glance and someone's eyes were locked onto her. The scarf around her neck flapped in the wind, her eyes piercing and eerie stared out in the distance with curiosity. Her clothes seemed foreign, like another village provided her clothes when she had none. All she wore was long tight black pants, a black oriental shirt that the collar raised up to cover her neck, and the scarf covering the rest of her neck and mouth. Her shoes were basically large black mountain boots that had tears on the sides of them for many encounters for what looked like things with claws. She had one ring on her right ring finger which was a silver band which had a sky blue gem in the middle of it. However, half of the gem was missing, a closer gaze and it shows that it looks purposefully cut. The back-pack was last and that also had tears from some sort of fight. Other than that, that is what made up this girl physically. but, what no one did see is what lies permanently on her stomach.
The growling of the young girl's tummy shouted out for food and a soft hand was placed below her rib cage to ease her roaring stomach. She turned to look at the very slow teacher just dawdling along with no care for anyone's inconvenience (A.K.A: The giant bite in her arm that was bleeding.) The girl was practically glaring at the slow silver haired tall man as if he were a moron. Did he not know that, one, he was holding a hurt child in his arms and, two, another was very injured way more horrible than the girl (A.K.A: Her) and was still conscious, may we mind you. The neon eyed female almost felt like punching the stupid first year awake and then punching the man to his senses, however she held herself back and let Her senses keep her in control and she just waited, letting her wound drip more blood and get more infected by the minute. " No pressure. " The girl whispered to herself, just impatiently waiting to herself for the man to show her to the infirmary. ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖✖ ✖ ✖ ✖
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Posted: Thu Mar 10, 2011 4:19 am
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As joyous as the feeling is to being needed, his duty at that particular moment, was focused towards his
students. Boys and girls who were as important as the foundations of the Academy itself, (not that he’d
ever tell them that). For each one held the promise of becoming a first rate Death Scythe, or a three-star
Meister. So to neglect them now was not in his nature. Especially for the benefit of a single, unusual
girl, who seemed a stranger to both authority and the school. Not to mention her continued piercing
stare towards his students, both of which was swiftly raking on his patience. (The evidence of which
could only be seen in the slight tightening of his jaw.) Either way he’d hadn’t been informed by
Shinigami-sana, about the presence of a child too young to be considered his equal. Though her age
and rank, would logically indicate someone previously known to him? With that in mind and with a
haughty sniff, he waited on his students.
Upon hearing the words of both Galland and Autumn he nodded. “We generally encourage all partners
to share apartments within Death City. One of which will be assigned to you by the school…”
Carefully shifting, he dropped his costume to reach into his inner pocket. “I’ve been meaning to post
this up somewhere…” He pulled out a sheet of paper. “But if you wont mind sharing it between the
students here, I’m sure I have another copy.”
As he straightened, he scooped up the unconscious first year student, cradling her in his arms. “Please
come with me Mr Zanzaki,” He offered with a warm and encouraging tone, before heading up towards
the school with a brisk, yet effortless step. Mindful of not getting too much, if any, of Ms Kyries blood
on his waistcoat. He breathed an oath at the smell of smoke coming from the direction of the Cafeteria.
But rather than get all flustered, the Englishman sighed. “Next year…outside only…” The man
murmured to himself. Knowing that he should’ve given the other teacher the grounds in the first place,
(considering his background). Either way the damage was done. So with a brief glance at the blue
haired girl, he indicated the entrance. “Please follow me.” Rupert instructed, before entering the
school.
[Exit to Dispensary]
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Partner: Death
OOC: Post Edited.
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-For those currently without partners:
You will be assigned a room in one of the same-gender dorms close to the Academy.
With communal Kitchen, Bathroom and Living areas. You’ll each have your own,
(or shared rooms), which will be allocated to you by an overseer. Each room is furnished,
containing items necessary for your day to day life. Whilst meals and everything else,
comes out of your weekly allowance.
While residing here if you need any assistance, feel free to ask one of the resident
upperclassmen, who’ll be overseeing the dorms. Please note, its up to you, not the
overseers, to maintain and clean your respective rooms.
-For students with partners:
You and your partner will be given a simply furnished, 4 or 5 roomed apartment to share
within Death City. With two bedrooms, and a Bathroom. They usually have combined
kitchen, dining and living area. Or a separate Kitchen and Living area. Please note that
its up to students to maintain and clean their apartments. Whilst any damages will be taken
out of their weekly allowance.
Like the students living within the dorms, you will also be provided with things deemed
necessary for day to day life. Whilst meals and anything extra, will have to be bought
with your weekly allowance.
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Posted: Fri Mar 11, 2011 7:00 pm
» »Vahper Chois« « ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖✖ ✖ ✖ ✖»Meister« »Nurse« »Looking« "A deep look into my eyes... you will see nothing." The girl finally came up from the wall, letting out a soft sigh. About time.... The girl thought as she gave a soft nod to the irritated man and followed him. She knew he was irritated at her because of her attitude towards everyone. However, who wouldn't be irritated when she was bleeding to death and this guy is chatting it up with the students, not caring for the well being of a stranger? The girl couldn't hold her arm to stop the bleeding because that would hurt, and she couldn't put a wrap around it because it was too big and she didn't have any wraps. Her eyes slightly drooped, however she kept awake, avoiding being unconscious like the girl in the man's arms. She didn't even know the man's name, so that would mean she would have to give him a name. That would suck for him because when she give someone a new name, it never goes away. This was something to think about as she heading inside the large academy.
[Exits to Infirmary or whatever you call it.] ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖✖ ✖ ✖ ✖
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Posted: Fri Mar 11, 2011 7:40 pm
 ____________________Hamilia "Hammie" PorkinsTotal Points: 1
Current Rank: Newbie
Word Count This Post: 195
Total Word Count: 4551 + 195 = 4746
Points Gained This Post: 4
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