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 Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2007 9:25 pm
Kuragari's heart stopped literally before it started going faster then any heart dead or alive should go. "I don't understand I'm not in any danger, except for maybe the sun, and Vlad barely left a scratch on me. If you worried about someone go talk to Asako she was a wreck after you left."
Pulling alittle farther away Kuragari actually headed into the light. "So go talk to your loved one I have to go check on Chi as soon as class ends. I have my loyalties not love."
Kuragari wanted to cry at her own words but continued slipping away and turned about to head for the teacher. 'I'm sorry Acarian but I can't fall in love. I only hurt thouse I love. Please just go away and let me rest in peace. Yes, let the dead rest in peace.'
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Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2007 9:37 pm
acarian felt anger boil in his chest at her words. he grabbed kuragari by the wrist, pulled her down, and slapped her. talking as loud as he could without alerting anyone around him, he said,"if you keep saying you have loyalties and not love, i swear i might do something i regret! and even an idiot can see your hurting inside! don't try and play dumb with me!" acarian said fuming and keeping one grip on her shoulder.
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Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2007 4:40 pm
Kuragari was schocked she couldn't believe Acarian had just hit her and yelled at her. Raising her voice as well Kuragari's eyes turned red as she yelled only slightly louder then Acarian.
"Well excuse me but unlike you I live by a code. Alright, I am a member of the Black Clan, I am the child of one of the elders. I follow the code of my clan very closely. And that code states the all Black Clan members shall hide themselves, only show themselves to there soon to be family members and victims, hate all, kill all, never fall in love, and most of all kill all emotions. Emotions are what the White Clan feed off of. WE feed off blood, we are death, we are evil, we are demons, and we have no place in the world. So leave me alone. Plus on a side note I'm not hurting in t he inside because I'm dead inside. I killed my orginial family, no one can still be alive after that. Do you want me to kill you to? Do you want to burn like they did, or should I slit your wrist like I did?"
Kuragari's hands had been surrounded by a redish light that had slowly erupted into flames as she yelled each word louder and louder. Spinning around Kuragari took off so fast that she looked like a black streak in her cloak. All around the room people had stopped to watch the yelling match. Even the teacher was starring with her mouth wide open.
As she ran down the halls to her room only one thought came to her mind. 'I did it, I killed off another, I can't deal with this anymore. Maybe I should just burn myself already. Maybe I sould just go outside and stare into the sun.'
Reaching her room Kuragari collapsed onto her bed and began to cry like she's never cried before. "I'm dead I can't feel, I shouldn't be sad." The tears just kept falling as she burried her face into her pillow forgetting to lock her bedroom door as she usually does.
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2007 3:21 pm
((Hey guys, I just wanted to let you all know that I'm at my grandparents' house, and won't have enough access to a computer to start the next class, but I'd like it if no one does anything momentous between now and when I get back tomorrow. Thanks! And Merry Christmahanakwanzica to you guys~! <3
To new players: if your next class is one that has already been introduced, you should just go and re-read the previous intro. The class plan is the same all day, no matter when the class takes place.
Also, you should keep socializing to a minimum of two days, so you get to class soon. Think of it like high school: you have to keep talking brief to get to class on time, or else you'll be late. Kay? ^_~))
All of a sudden, the changing bell for second class rang. Students poured out of their classes and down the halls, chatting briefly with friends before entering their next class.
Those in Archery walked out to the archery range to find their teacher, Mr. Gramm, waiting for them, with a range of short bows arrayed along the range, with as many targets as there were students fifteen meters down. "Okay, guys." he said in his quiet voice. "Today we'll be testing the skills you already possess: aim, coordination, strength, and the like. Don't worry about doing well--it's definitely not required. Now, let's begin, shall we...?"
The students who had Poetry next found their classroom in 307. Once they entered, they were greeted by a slim, petite woman with iridescent wings shaped like a dragonfly, vibrant silver hair, and eyes that seemed to shift between blue, gold, violet, pink, and green. "Hello everyone," she began, voice musical. "Welcome to Poetry; I hope we'll have some fun. Today is quite simple; it should be a blast. We'll compose a simple rhyme about your first name and last."
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2007 6:28 pm
The Languages class flew by while Anne wondered about the past. Looking down at the five pages of notes she had mechanically taken, the girl sighed. She had at least an whole hour of study ahead of her.
"At least no one got in trouble today" She thought to herself, getting up from her seat. "You've got Swordplay next, right, Asako? I'm headed to Magic..." Her eyes were distant, unfocused, and her voice was vacant and soft, unlike her usually merry tone; her mind flooded with images from a past long buried.
Sensing his owners' distress, Cassio leaped on her chair and started bumping his head against her hand, licking her fingers. Even though she petted him absentmindedly, his gesture of care only tightened the grip on her heart. She saw him under a totally new light; he was not only a gift from Gabriel, but a bit of himself, of his magic and of his soul.
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2007 6:58 pm
Jusaku was done writing the notes and put the dagger away. He felt alone, a feeling that wasn't new to him. He walked back to his dorm and dropped off his notes and got his things for his next class. Finally, a class I can actually use. He was the first to get into the class. He sat down and began to spin his writing dagger in between his fingers.
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 4:13 am
The woke up Kuragari from her light sleep. "Time for archery, sighing she headed for the door and made sure to lock on her way out this time. 'Can't believe I slept with my door open. My mom would laugh if she heard how stupid I was.'
Walking with her head down she reached archery without seeing anyone and went strait to one of the bow. 'Yes this is what I need to destroy a target, I'm glad I came to class.' Smirking and trying to feel like her last class didn't happen KUragari shot her first arrow getting a bullseye. 'I still got it.'
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 7:03 am
Asako sighed with relief as the bell rang fir class change. That had to be the most boring and worrying class of my life! she thought drearily. "Ah~!" She said, getting up and stretching. "I'm so glad this class is over!"
Then she heard Anne speak, and when she turned to look at the human girl, her good mood fell and shattered around her. She looked distant and upset, completely unlike the upbeat girl Asako knew her friends as. "Anno...yeah, I have Swordplay."
Asako debated inside herself for a bit whether or not to ask Anne what was wrong. It worried her that her friend was acting so unlike herself, but she didn't want to pry.
In the end, she decided to ask Anne later, when they weren't in a place so public--the kitsune didn't think that Anne wanted her problems broadcast to the whole room. So instead, she settled for a simple hug, which she gave.
As she walked down the stairs of the room, she turned back to her human friend and gave an encouraging smile. "Cheer up, Anne!" she said, trying her hardest not to show her own worry. Then she disappeared out the door.
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 6:55 pm
The bell rung not giving shadar's thoughts time to even think of transforming into a human. He was gone, out the doors and through the crowds obtaining some stares before he transformed into a human again in the Magic Classroom.
His eyes glancing around the room.
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 8:56 pm
Magiking The bell rung not giving shadar's thoughts time to even think of transforming into a human. He was gone, out the doors and through the crowds obtaining some stares before he transformed into a human again in the Magic Classroom.
His eyes glancing around the room. Jusaku moved his attention to the new person who walked inside. He didn't feel so lonely for a second. "Finally, someone else." He 'reinked' his dagger on his arm. He turned to the board and wrote down what was on it.
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2007 5:26 am
The warm hug Asako gave her nearly brought tears to her eyes. Hugging her friend back, Anne sighed and let the warmth of friendship ease the burden she felt. The past was just that, and could never be brought back, even though it hurt to admit that.
The fox-girl released her and left, turning back to encourage the brunette. Anne gave her a weak smile, but a smile nonetheless, and nodded. "I'll try, Asako...and thank you." Her voice was still sad, but, breathing deeply, the girl took hold oh herself again. It would get better. It always did.
After watching her friend go, she picked up her big red notebook and pen and left for Magic. This time, Cassio was walking slowly beside her. Still, they got to the class quite early; only two people were there, two boys Anne hadn't noticed before. "No wonder, it's such a big, crowded school..." Choosing a seat near to them, but not right by them, the girl accommodated herself and, still feeling gloomy, watched the class fill in.
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2007 5:47 am
Kuragari grabed two arrows at ounce and lauched them at the target getting another bullseye onto of all the others she's gotten.
'Can I really dodge Asako and Acarain for the rest of the year. I mean they keep popping up as if there drawn to me. Drawn to my misery, well Asako is anyway. It's like she wants everyone to be happy.'
Grabbing more arrows she kept hitting the bullseye onto of her last shots. 'I really wish I could split an arrow. I can't seem to get it though.' Shrugging she kept on shooting sencing the teacher's eyes on her, 'prehaps I'm impressing him with my skill.'
Not really caring she kept on shooting.
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2007 7:54 am
Bones cracked and hair was redrawn into his skin. The black cloak that was on him flourished out of his skin. He had transformed back into his former self.
"Hello?" Shadar's amber eyes trailed over the person in front of him.
His black skin matched that of his cloak. His snow white hair ran down his shoulders to his waist.
His feet were bare and black like his skin, even his nails were pitch black.
Shadar watched Jusaku, writing with his blood.
He was fighting his insticnts to lunch for the blood and opened wound.
Shadar was fighting against his inner beasts.
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2007 8:11 am
Asako walked to class, still a bit worried about Anne, and also about that vampire girl, Kuragari. It seemed that, though it was only the second day of class, everyone's hearts were heavy. Asako had to wonder if there was something about this place that made the pain in people come out--or if it was just something they brought with them. She didn't know which she would prefer.
She reached the gym and stepped inside, finding herself one of the first people there. She stood near the front this time, intent on learning everything she could from this class. When she had signed up for Swordplay, it had merely been to better a skill that was uncommon and, as such, not much taught among kitsune. But after last night, she realized that strength with a weapon could serve you much better than the simple defense and evasive illusions traditional to her kin.
She looked around and waited for the rest of the students to arrive, before she could get down to business. Maybe it was time for her to get serious--and to get stronger.
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