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 Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2005 7:37 am
Kat smiled again before looking over at who was unmistakably Pochi.
"Oh, hi Pochi, no-one killed him..." She gave him one of her usual confuzed looks before shaking this off and turning back to Dante.
"Well, so it's fair, anything you want to kow about me? After all I am staying in your room." She grinned slightly to show she was teasing slightly and she was also getting her confidence back aswell.
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2005 7:41 am
pochi bein as he is only raised a eye brow, lookin at both dante and kat, then shoke his head "oh i get it now, well if none of you mind, i must take this lifeless empty shell of a man to the closest bar and get him as drunk as humainly possible" pochi walked over to efreet and began to drag him out fo the coartyard.
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2005 7:42 am
*Dante smirked back at Kat, shaking his head and laughing. You're witty...i like that. He smiled again and shoved his hands into his pockets, taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly as he looked back at her. No, I have no questions. I like to learn things for myself. He grinned slyly again, toying back at her as he looked up at the sky.
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2005 7:46 am
Kat followed his gaze to the sky and stared at it aswell for a moment before saying in a slightly joking tone. "Looking out for Alien spacecrafts?"
She looked back at him and grinned slightly before letting her green eyes wonder the courtyard for a little while, she was trying to avoid going off my herself now as she knew with her luck she'll end up lost again which had already happened one too many times that day.
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2005 7:51 am
As soon as she looked up, Dante was gone. It was incredible how fast he moved...or seemed to move. When she looked back down, a simple rose sat on the ground, and a strong wind blew as black and red rose petals began to fall like rain. See you soon ,Miss Kat....Upstairs in the room. take care...and may your shadow keep you company in my steed untill we meet again. His voice was suddenly gone...and so was he.
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2005 8:01 am
Kat blinked several times when she saw he was gone. She looked down at the rose and couldn't help but smile again. The rose, his trademark or something? She thought looking from the rose of the floor to the glass one she still held.
She sighed, keeping the rose in her hand incase it got damaged she turned her attention to the courtyard and some sign of getting to the dorms. She tightened her grip on the little key aswell so she wouldn't loose it and decided to take a random guess of where the dorms were and hope for the best.
So with one last look around the courtyard she turned to her left and walked off towards the nearest building.
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2005 8:17 am
Ichiro sat on the sturdy branch of a sakura that overlooked the center of the courtyard. Leaning against the tree he let out an exasperated sigh he clasped his hands behind his head. He was wearing a white long-sleeved shirt buttoned up except for the three at the top, loose tailored black pants with a very sharp cuff rolled at the end of the pants legs and a black high-collared jacket.
His long chestnut hair was tied in a loose ponytail down his back. He was in his senior year before he got moved from his previous school for undisclosed reasons. The truth was, that one of the teachers was of a rival family and that he had been asigned to kill the teacher after word got to his family that he was dealing drugs in the area. Mainly because of the programs Ichiro was interested in. His family despised drug-running, mainly due in part to his father's heavy usage which lead to his slovenly behavior and unreliability. Ichiro himself swearing off of such things at an early age as well. His family had arranged the move in order to prevent any suspicions.
Idly looking down from the tree he idly watched the students in their various conversations and meanderings. There was just one more year of school for him, he didn't really care to get to know anyone here. He just wished to graduate and be done with it.
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2005 3:16 pm
Miki slowly opened her eyes as she blinked a couple of times, before quickly looking around. Had she fallen asleep, and if she did for how long? She let out a somewhat annoyed sounding groan, before slapping her forehead with the palm of her hand. She felt so ridiculous at the moment, as she stretched her legs out infront of her. Atleast one good thing came from it, she wasn't tired anymore. This way she would be energized to go and look around the campus.
Standing up, she then stretched her arms over her head before continuing on her way. She had begun to make her way towards a fountain she had noticed earlier. This way she could check to see how bad her appearance was from sleeping on the bench. She made her way towards the fountain at a quick pace, so she could hurry up and leave. She passed by a fairly large tree that had flowers on it's branches, and she glanced back towards it when her foot snagged on something.
She found herself falling quickly towards a puddle of mud, as she let out a small shriek. At first it appeared as though she had caught herself, but her hands suddenly flew out from underneath her as they slid in the mud. She ended up landing face first in the mud, as she slowly propped herself up on her knees. She quickly began to wipe the mud out of her eyes, and tried to get some of it out of her hair. She then began to examine her clothes to find her light pink tank top completly covered in mud, along with the top part of her shorts.
"This is just great." She said, as she sounded as if she was on the verge of tears. She couldn't believe her luck she was having.
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 1:49 am
pochi was by the grass, in his human form, only this time he wasnt wereing his golden armor, he was wereing black shorts that were long, only inches away form his ankle, and he had sneakers and a orange T-shirt. he was bored, his harp was on a strap he mad eon his back, even tho he had normal clothes, he keept his cape. pochi was playin hacky sack, 'sigh, poor efreet, makes me sad thinking of the poor usless mage....' he continued to play hacky sack, for he had nothin else to do with his day.
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 11:52 am
Kat was standing by the fountain again, blinking several times to make sure she wasn't seeing things.
She had gone in one big complete circle in the crowd that seemed overly excited about something and now there were less people around then before which would probably help her find her way.
She sat down on the side of the fountain, a sigh escaping her again as she gazed down at her hands and feet, shuffling them nervously.
Why do I always get lost or misdirected? Can't I get a break just for one day? She thought, curling her hands up in anger before calming herself quickly. Anger does nothing to help, just need to find someone who can give me directions that's all...
Looking around she saw that would be harder then it looked considering everyone was busy going about thier normal lives and whatever it is that's excited them so suddenly.
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 1:08 pm
A man fell into the courtyard with a very audible, noticable thud. Yes...he literally landed into the courtyard, falling from the direction of the dorms as if he had been thrown. His hair was long, quite long in fact, and the color of blood, only mixed in with dirt and matted together by drying blood. He had several open gashes along his body, blood covering his face, and the light traces of some kind of black electricity. The man was suddenly followed by the louder crash of another, younger looking man coming down in front of him. The ground was split and formed a small depression from his heavy landing. From his back were a pair of energy like wings radiating with the slow rhythm of energy, the same electrical energy that was steadily coursing over the fallen man's wounds. The one still standing had a black metal arm with its joints and other areas tinted dark red. Similar metal could be seen patched on areas of his exposed chest, which was barely covered by the remnants of a torn apart shirt and worn cloak around his body. "Hehehehehe...pitiful..." he lowered toward the red haired man, shaking his head. "You're not even worth wasting my timie over anymore...I have others to slay..." he stood to his feet again, raising his blood covered metal hand. There was a wide grin as he looked at the blood, and watched it slowly seep into the metal of his arm.
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2005 3:09 am
Kat had looked up at the thump and watched what went on from where she was. She was too far to hear what they were saying but she knew something wasn't right, she couldn't even tell what either of the two looked like very clearly because they were so far.
She found herself wondering what was going on and what was going to happen but swallowing her curiousity she watched from where she was, hoping it was a safe distance.
She ran a nervous hand through her orange hair again, the part that usually ran over her right eye, before it flopped back over her eye as it did so she cursed under her breath as it annoyed her slightly.
She shifted where she was, obviously nervous now as she tried to change her attention to something else but it eventually wondered back to the two men.
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2005 8:50 am
Ichiro looked up from his reverie long enough to see the first man fall with a solid thud on the ground. Having been in the business that often times calls for violence such sights didn't disturb him at all. Even the supernatural display of power the other student displayed didn't make him flee in terror as it might a normal person. He merely lazily brushed one hand on the inside of his jacket, reminding him of the holstered Glock 9mm under his arm.
From inside he pulled a cigarette and placed it between his lips and sat uninterested in the goings on. He wasn't here for that mess, and it wasn't his to clean up either.
Just someone flexing their muscles for the purpose of intimidation of the weaker crowd. Little do they know that it's the ones who bring the most attention to themselves that end up getting taken out. People like that get respect and fear mixed up too often and it's usually their downfall.
Ichiro thought as he continued to relax in the tree.
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2005 4:05 pm
Ekail's battered body remained immobile for what seemed like hours, until slowly he began to push himself up. The horrible wounds scattered about his body raised serious question to the amount of blood he seemed to have stored inside him, as the wounds were literally pouring blood out of the man. He stood fully, not even caring for the man, Yusake, near him. "Then why don't you go bother them instead of gloating like a child who just took his sibling's toy?"he said slowly, then he just stood there for a moment, his thought patterns something like this: Move, pain, move, pain, breath, pain, breath, pain, move, more pain. His blood control left him with the presense of the black lightning coursing through him, which meant his only weapon to defeat Yusake was now effectively gone.
He stepped forward, shakily. The blood pool under him seemed to move along with him, such was the quantity of blood leaking from him. He walked away from Yusake, not running or even in a slightly hurried movement. He was moving towards the Dorms, to Kayla. He could care less for the man behind him, because if Yusake had wanted to kill him he would have ages ago instead of toying with him. He just kept walking, the blood dripping behind him as he made his way across the courtyard.
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2005 3:10 pm
Selene quietly glided into the courtyard. She started straight ahead, but seemed to take in everything. Smiling softly the girl with the white eyes began stretching, practising a form of hand-to-hand combat in slow, practised movements.
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