Herald was walking up the steps at a much more calm pace. "I'm sure it looks the same as every high place," he told her though he was smiling slightly. They'd been in their dimension for a while and when Emma had heard about the party he knew there would be no way to stop her from going even if he wanted to. It only made sense for him to come too. He hadn't been to the Death Mansion in quite a while and so while he vaguely recognized it he wasn't too familiar with the inside. "I wonder who else will show up?" He asked no one in particular as he caught up to her, looking back to take in the view before looking back at her. "Anyone you're looking forward to seeing?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2015 9:23 pm
☽Emma☾ Bakeneko
So stand in the rain Stand your ground Stand up when it's all crashing down...
You stand through the pain You won't drown And one day, whats lost can be found You stand in the rain...
☽ Emma's ears drooped slightly as Herald spoke about every high up view looking the same "Yeah well... it still looks cool though," she said in a pouting tone. She glanced around at some of the other people walking by them, some of them were obviously looking at the two of them and quickly looked away as they caught Emma's staring. "Aaah... I was right. It is a 'dress fancy' event," she said. she looked up at Herald "You should have dressed fancy," she told him. Her ears twitched as he asked if she was looking forward to seeing anyone "Ah? Well... It would be nice to see Dara and Eric. We haven't seen them in a while. I don't know if they would come to these events though and I don't really know anyone else..." she said, muffling a laugh. She couldn't help but crane her neck up again to look at the tall mansion. "Aaaaah! It is even bigger than it was before. I wonder how many rooms there are!" ☾
"It sure has... I miss it when I got to call you kid. Well... most of it." Said Maka, meaning not missing the fight against the kishin at all. "Now you are Lord Death... even now I have to think it twice before speaking. I may accidentally call you kid again." The spartoi replied with a chuckle, making fun of her current situation. But just as soon as Lord Death attended the newest visitor, she would turn her eyes towards Charlotte, her face, and then the rest of her body would soon follow. Watching the headmaster of DMA tagging along with a new face, she couldn't help but harvest a warm feeling as soon as little Victoria headed towards the goody table. It didn't took long before Maka's soul perception, while not as superb as Death and Charlottes, could relate the little girl to Charlotte. "I see that you have not wasted any time." For some reason, after witnessing Victoria's presence. It would appear like all of her doubts or hesitations towards Charlotte were withered away. Thankfully she also had completely ignored or was partially unaware of the child's origin. Should Divine's name ever ring a bell Maka would be concerned beyond belief. But thankfully, that slipped her mind.
"Quite well, I was hoping to meet everyone at the party. I'm really glad to see it's just getting started. What about you Ms. Charlotte?"
Albarn asked before a question would bounce at her, this time from the latest visitor. "Maka Albarn, I work at DMWA as a Graduated Meister, sometimes as a provisional teacher."
Albarn replied to Nixon, hoping to at least satisfy the young boy's curiosity for the moment. Should she not, Maka would gladly elaborate for him.
While her attention currently laid upon Charlotte and Nixon, her soul perception indicated the presence of more visitors. By not sensing any hostility around, she would find herself relieved and looking forward to see this party through.
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Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2015 3:34 am
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So this was the famous Maka Albarn? He had heard some rumors and stories of this woman, apparently she knew Lord Death personally and created a death scythe. Impressive and she definitely deserved Nixon's respect. "Ah yes, though I have not seen you much around the school so I do apologize for not recognizing you," he said in a calm tone. He could feel more students entering the mansion. Some souls he was familiar with and some he did not. "Miss Albarn, I did have a question I have been meaning to ask a talented Meister such as yourself. I am a solo meister with no weapon due to.......complications. Can a solo meister go far in this world or would a duo be best?" he asked the girl. He knew she had plenty of experience so hopefully she could give him the answer he was looking for. He could suddenly feel the soulwavelength of a friend, well someone he considered friendly. "Miss Emma? fancy seeing her here, must make sure to say hello at some point," he thought to himself.
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Without his soul perception Illo couldn't really tell who was who or what was what in terms of who's who-ing the party. Having not seen Maka in action all those years ago, Illo would just see some girl who seemed to be dishing out either advice or was getting ready to hand out an autograph or two, Death was fairly recognisable no matter what on the other hand; it made Illo whisper into his bubble tea the merits of approaching him in the toolish manner he thought might have been clever at the start of his journey, which went something to the effect of, "Hi there! I've been told you're an illusion all my life--looking for forward to working with you!" or the quite, dignified un-closure of not speaking to his boss ever. The tea though? Delightful.
There were others he might not have recognised at all. Some girl with cat ears (assuming she doesn't have them covered) and a very tall man with her made a snazzy entrance. They looked like they'd been together for a while, but by a romantic's miracle they still looked to be about as adorable as the day they met as far as Illo could tell. The thing about the--BATS??
Illo had jumped, perhaps a little too much, at the sudden appearance of bats in the middle of the room. After a moment they congealed into a recognisable figure: Nariaki. They hadn't seen each other since Illo and Melanie had come to his mansion to train. Good training partners were better than barbers and trophy wives combined; there was no way Illo was going to not say hello.
"Nariaki! Good to see you," Illo said cheerfully as he approached the group. Death was there, so there goes the issue of approaching him. "Hope I'm not interrupting anything..." To be honest Nariaki may not even recognise Illo without his robe on. That, and his spiritual wavelength was so minuscule it may not even be recognised as the same powerful soul he'd sported before.
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Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2015 8:56 am
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Xuza Uriel: "Angel of Death"
Xuza flipped through space-time somewhere in the middle of the room. The way she figured, why use a door when you can just make your own instantly out of thin air? She wasn't exactly she what the big deal about tonight was until she saw Death here. Instant heart attack! ... Well, almost. Despite reason she was overcome with instinctual terror and more than a little adrenaline.
Deep breaths, pacing, looking obviously scared--thankfully no one she knew was around to see her like this. She was finally able to make it across the room, though, and over to some pedestal'd bust of somebody apparently important. On her way she caught a glimpse of a familiar face, somebody who'd helped her when she started here. Like Illo she couldn't not at least say hi.
"... Mrs. Charlotte?" She started unsure. She went ahead and refreshed the witch's memory just in case. "Xuza... Xuza Uriel??" She said flipping her hands up to frame her face a little--as if that would somehow help. "You, uh helped me out when I didn't know what to do... Thanks for that." It'd been a while, so Charlotte would be perfectly forgivable to forget the meister.
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Looks like someone is excited to be here. Stretching his arms out with a tired yawn, his ears twitched from hearing his own name called out looking towards the direction to see a young man approached the group. Hmm, he looks new so why does he know the vampire's name. Inching forward to the male as his eyes turned blood red but, doesn't show the teeth - instead he moves down to where his chest was and gave a huge inhale. Once the chest area was done, he moves back up to the face and sniffs. The appearance and wavelength are completely new. That soul? The same. Oh,,, this is Illo? He looks different without the robe on. It's been a long time since they came to the Netherworld to train with him. His eyes then changed back into it's normal form. " You're not. It's still early so, you're on time. " He replied back. "You... look very different without the robe."
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Of course Illo would have taken a step back initially; who wouldn't? Itching his head, he finally spoke up as the vampire finished.
"Well, that's good I--Uh, you really think so?" He patted the sides of his face a little. "Hm... I guess I do keep my face covered most of the time. Don't you have soul perception though?"
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Death smiled at Maka "I am sure I can forgive you for calling me that," he told her. His gold eyes went to Nariaki as he greeted him. "Ah... Nariaki right? It has been some time. How are you?" he asked. Charlotte blinked cluelessly at Maka at her comment about Victoria, completely missing what it meant. Then Maka asked her how she was "Everything is well, just been busy with counsel stuff," she said. Her attention went to a girl who introduced herself and thanked her for helping her a while ago. Charlotte stared at her blankly for a moment before her expression brightened slightly "Oh right! Xuza. Are you doing well?" she asked.
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Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2015 12:31 pm
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Xuza Uriel: "Angel of Death"
What do I even say to that? It's been going horribly! Argh--but I can't just say that! What kind of idiot goes, "Derr--thanks for the help, my life is in the shitter now! Hurr..." Yeah, no. Come on, Xuza, brain!
"Good... Good," She started casually, nonchalantly, as she shifted a little on her feet. Sure, deceit was kind of a thing for Xuza, but there was no way this facade was fullproof. "Just, you know, made it back from the future, got my life together, figured out my powers... watchedoneofmyfriendsleavepossiblyforeverwhiletheotheronediedrightinfrontofme --you know, the usual heheh!" ... Yeesh.
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▂ ▂ ▂ ▂▂▂▂ ▂ ▂ ▂ Months of traveling.....how much have i missed? [Adrenaline Level: Medium] [Being a kid genius, who knew?] [weaponDon't brush me off, I am a genius whose fist will raise.
The loud sound of a motorcycle tracked a male who was on his way to home. His bike began vibrating as a small screen projected from it. Looking down he saw that he had an alarm clock set."What the....im supposed to be......Crap! I already have 99 problems now this is one?! ((99 post reference Woo!))"He said as he immediately turned off track down a separate street."I hope im not late."He said as he pulled up to death mansion. Parking his bike and taking off his helmet, he revealed his cut hair no longer looking like his dad soul, who he wished to be like years be for. Setting the alarm, he would then head into the death mansion and look around, everything did look different."Oh hey its lord death He-."He then realized one small problem, is he still obsessed with Perfection in everything because thinking about it, my clothes don't match that criteria.....well im sure he's gotten over that, i mean he's had a while to...right? Continue to look, he saw one face that stood out from the others....one face that of course he had missed."Mom....."Jack began walking towards his mother and the others. Stopping next to Maka, he would face lord death and Charlotte and greet them."Hello lord death, hello Head Mistress Charlotte. It has been a while since i have last spoken to you lord death. How have you been?"
"Hmm? I do. I have two different ways: Vision, common. My smell is more advance than humans so I can literally smell any species souls if I ever lose my memories but, that depends really. I do have a third way though - it involves almost putting someone in near-death coma for three weeks or two months so I can taste their souls. BUT! That was centuries ago. I think." Frowning a bit as he thought about that one time. While thinking, his mind had to stop as those violet eyes went to meet those gold eyes. " Me? Oh, decent. Some odd stuff has been happening in the manor. Make that several."
"I see... Perhaps we'll just let that one be then." Making exceptions for the bad memories, string the poor boy's face into a momentary definition of pain, Nariaki was looking well; and on a night like tonight that was paramount. It's always uplifting to see someone on the upswing, especially a friend. Oh what the monks back in the monastery would say, how they would grill him for that! ... But, that, like being in a coma for the sake of possibly fascinating R&D studies into the mechanics of soul perception, had its night elsewhere. Elsewhere. Nariaki was looking, talking to somebody--ah yes, the awkward conversation he chose to come nearer to!
"Good evening, sir." Best not to be rude, though. Illo offered a nod and this short and neutral greeting when he had the chance.
Maka smiled back at Lord Death's comment. "Oh don't tempt me, it would become a bad habit and you won't hear the end of it." Sure she would love to revive good old days by addressing him so casually. But they've grown up. And Lord Death had already a reputation and status to keep as a figure of authority and hope for this city. With that, the old friends bid farewell to each other for the moment, as Lord Death would address Nariaki.
Maka found awkward just how comfortable she was talking with Charlotte, but for some reason, after seeing Victoria it was like nothing of it really mattered. And so, two figures from the past exchanged a brief talk. Satisfied with Charlotte's answer, she would then see the head of DMA address a young student, perhaps one of hers?
With everyone already in motion she would advert her attention towards the young meister who excused himself. "Don't worry, I'm not exactly a flashy celebrity. Neither I consider myself better than anyone else." The spartoi wasn't excluded, in fact she had quite her share of the action, as Nixon, the 3rd year, would draw a question she was asked quite often. Maka laid her cold eyes synch into the boy. "None..." A short, rather harsh answer was shot. But she would soon ellaborate on the subject rather than leaving Nixon on a cliff hanger. "Neither a Meister or a team can go far in this world. They both have strengths, and weaknesses... however" Maka would smile, her eyes growing softer on him as she could sense someone's presence. "... if I've learned something is that there are no limitations for a Sound soul." She added to her response, making use of that basic knowledge they were all taught at least once in this school. "A partner does not define you. Your soul does. If it's sound, it will grow strong and overcome the obstacles in life. Yes, a partner is of great help, but remember that once you become a team, he or she becomes an extension of your own body. What good would it be to have the best weapon if you can't be strong enough to wield? What good there is on being the strongest of the two, if your strength would harm the frail half? A singles weapon, a single meister, can outwit, the strongest team. And even a good team could outlast the strongest of the warriors. "
Maka taught with the experience, how she struggled with Soul on that occasion that they could no longer touch one another without harming themselves. How the humble group of spartoi face the impossible odds against Asura.
Being a lone meister or a lone weapon didn't meant they were useless or unsuited to travel through the word.
"Do you have a Sound soul Nixon?"
She left that question in the air for him to reflect on it, before the spartoi smiled and placed her arms around Jack. Just as soon as he entered the room, Maka's soul perception warned her about her child's presence. It had been so long, how much had he grown. Yet, so little time to catch up with everything that happened in her life.
"Hello there...It's nice to see you sharp dressed every once in a while."
Maka chuckled, if Aislin wasn't spared by her over dotting mother, neither would Jack. The young weapon would be squeezed between the spartoi's arms. Followed by a kiss against his cheek.
"So, how are you doing? Don't tell me you blew up your room again on one of your experiments."
She warned Jack, since he was neatly trapped within her motherly embrace. While her current attention was placed on Jack, one would be mistaken if they thought she had ignored Nixon just now. To put it on simple words. She was just giving him time to think, and form his answer. On the mean time she would keep the pressure of someone looking down on him or the pressure to come up with a quick answer. Instead, she would spoil Jack, and probably build up some embarrassing moments for the poor weapon.
Walking toward the Academy is a young woman of arresting beauty, whose innate grace and poise are evident in her every motion. She takes off her hood revealing long, shiny black hair, which is unrestrained in any manner so as to allow it to fall freely over her shoulders and back. Her complexion is that of flawless porcelain, showing not the slightest remnants of the many skirmishes she has been in. Her face is characterized by soft, comely lips and high-set cheekbones. The woman's most distinguishing feature, however, is not the delicate elegance of her face, nor the slender, yet gently curvaceous lines of her figure, but her eyes.....eyes that are as azure as sapphires and as piercing as a bird of prey's. Upon meeting this gaze, the average person is perturbed by the cold, calculating emptiness which lurks behind her irises. She is a beauty of the purest black, a beauty not of this world. To her left is young man that wears an elegant coat made of feathers.On the boys shoulder is a massive three-legged crow, with black body feathers and three blazing red eyes. Behind them are four young women carrying a large ornate casket adorned with seals and talismans. They sport dark green hair and crimson-red colored eyes with a black vertical line in their pupils; similar to that of a feline. Their attire consists of matching purple cloaks with gold trim. Over their arms are two sleeves matching the main part's color scheme. Underneath this cloak they wear several layers of bandages and tie the cloth in place around their bodies with dark grey obi. Their lower body attire consists of long white hakama,and bandaged arms.The young man and the crow speak in tandem to the woman as they make their way up the stairs.
Lady Yosuzume are you sure this is wise. Bringing the young master here in his condition could put you both in danger. Being what he is, your taking a large risk. Surely you can see that. The boy and the crow say.
Ever since I've studied the grimoire my knowledge and power have grown. I'm more than capable of handling myself if I must! It not like this is the first time a Kishen has graced these hollow walls,and we took the necessary precautions. Besides we can study the castles layout for Ren,and feed the grimoire while we are here. Now stop fussing Yatagaratsu! Don't forget that promise you made me. [/color
The girl smiles at him in her usual way,and the boy rubs his head sheepishly while blushing. There was no point arguing with his Lady sometimes. Yatagaratsu keeps watch over Yosuzume as they walk. He wished she wouldn't stray so far sometimes,not that she couldn't handle herself but he preferred playing it safe, unlike his master. She was her mothers daughter after all. The two find a nice secluded table and instruct the woman to form a perimeter around the casket as they are seated. A waitress comes and the familiar orders his ladies desserts,and a few other things before the waitress leaves. He could tell that Yosuzume was tense around the people present. Not surprising with what she grew up with. Every smiling Miester here was a constant reminder of everything she grew to hate about Death City. Still she was an assassin,and had a job to do,and would keep her emotions in check.The waitress returns,and refills whatever the duo had ordered. Even though they were distinctly different, both drinks had a slight Azure tint. As well as an orb: the blue one in Yatagaratsu's cup, and the red one in Yosuzume's glass. Weather or not these drink were alcoholic was hard to discern due to the uncommon aromas.
