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 Posted: Thu Jun 27, 2013 12:56 pm
Chiki Riho
Ki Weapon
Partner: Angel Evans
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Chiki would walk into death diner and wait for Angel before being seated.
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Posted: Thu Jun 27, 2013 1:19 pm
Angel Evans Partner: Chiki Riho Angel walked into the diner and found a booth, sitting down across from Chiki
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Posted: Thu Jun 27, 2013 2:11 pm
Jak1Strider Chiki Riho
Ki Weapon
Partner: Angel Evans
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Chiki would follow Angel to a table and sit down across from her. he would then order some food and would turn to Angel and say "What do you want to eat." as he waited for a reply.
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Posted: Thu Jun 27, 2013 4:07 pm
 ◆◇Leslie Fine◇◆
~~~~~~~~~~~Meister □□■■□□■■□□■■□□■■□□■■□□■■□□Leslie nodded once Senri said that he'd go with her. "I think it'd be best if I don't go...." She responded. "So, I suppose I'll see you around school sometime." Leslie wasn't quite sure what to say, she had never really seen anyone have such a reaction to... what was it? Onions? To think that a couple onions on a pizza would cause an allergic reaction like Tamner's... "Well, it was nice meeting you, Senri. I'm positive that Tamner will be fine, as long as you don't worry too much." Leslie gave a polite wave of the hand to add to her farewell. □□■■□□■■□□■■□□■■□□■■□□■■□□◆ Thinking: I probably shouldn't go... ◆
◆ Mood: Slightly worried ◆
◆ My Life: Click here! ◆
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Posted: Fri Jun 28, 2013 5:01 am
Meister  Senri Sekai _____________________________________________________ Senri seemed confused at first, toward Leslie not going, but he could tell that this really did seem to bother her. " Alright then. We'll be seeing you." He said reassuringly, while giving a friendly smile. He, himself, had somehow managed to calm down and was happy that at least Leslie helped to get this far, since he couldn't have done this much without her help. He waved goodbye, just a moment before the ambulance doors closed. The Ambulance then left, quickly heading to the hospital. *Exits with Tamner to Death City Hospital* _____________________________________________________
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Posted: Fri Jun 28, 2013 2:05 pm
◆◇Leslie Fine◇◆
~~~~~~~~~~~Meister □□■■□□■■□□■■□□■■□□■■□□■■□□Leslie waved back to Senri as he left in the ambulance with Tamner. She hoped that all would go well and that Tamner would remain fine. Wallking back to the table, Leslie grabbed her book and just stood there for a moment. I should probably go find out who my partner is... She thought, remembering that she needed a weapon. Now walking towards the exit of the diner, she looked back at the people there and then out the door again. Leslie pushed the door open and then walked outside, heading towards school. (Exit) □□■■□□■■□□■■□□■■□□■■□□■■□□◆ Thinking: I should go do that ◆
◆ Mood: Meh. ◆
◆ My Life: Click here! ◆
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Posted: Mon Jul 08, 2013 6:55 pm
☾• ☼ Ｋｙｄａ ☼ • ☽
The Arabian Beauty
Meister: Alphonse Waldstein  Kyda walks into the small diner. Not very many people were in it, but the smell of food wafted through the air. Spaghetti, pizza, chicken dishes, hamburgers and many other things. Her stomach lets out a small growl, looking to Alphonse. Turning her attention back to the diner she spots a two person corner table. She walks over to it sitting down happily. " Is this acceptable Alphonse? Man the food smells great.." Kyda scoots in a bit. She notices two menus already at the table. Picking one up she scans the meals until a waiter comes to take their order. The hurt deep inside of her being hidden well. It was like a heavy weight slowly pulling her down with it. What she's wearing:
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Posted: Mon Jul 08, 2013 8:03 pm
  [ Meister ]|[ Alphonse Waldstein ]|[ Partner: Kyda]|[ Condition: Healthy/Stable]
✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘ Following closely behind Kyda, Alphonse entered the diner and looked around. It surely had gotten a lot more upscale and spacious than in the past. While looking around the diner, Alphonse would hear a small growl coming from Kyda. Letting out a little grin, Alphonse would look to her as she found a place for the two to sit. Taking his seat at the table, Alphonse nodded, "Yes, this is just fine." he replied. Picking up the menu by him, Alphonse looked through it briefly, before closing it and setting it aside, already figuring out what he was going to have. "So, tell me. What was the true reason for your tears?" he asked out of the blue. "Judging from the way you were crying and how deep in thought you were, there must have been something deeper behind it all, right?" he questioned. ✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘
[ Soul Resonance: Inactive]|[ Soul Wavelength: Stable/Calm]|[ Energy Output: 0%]| {Out...Of....Character --- }
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The Reticent Harlequin Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jul 08, 2013 8:21 pm
☾• ☼ Ｋｙｄａ ☼ • ☽
The Arabian Beauty
Meister: Alphonse Waldstein Kyda looks up from her menu slightly. Alphonse liked to ask questions, it wouldn't bug her usually but it was on a sensitive topic. She sets down the menu and leans back in her chair slightly. Glancing out the window every once in a while. The thoughts coming back to her, hitting her like a train. Noel was displeased with the Arabic woman and she knew it. The signs were there right in front of her. " As you know.. My previous meister Alec died on a mission. He was involved with a girl named Noel, well when he passed she was for once not with us. She's giving off small hints that she feels like I'm a failure of a weapon. We still talk and we hang out from time to time but I believe that it was my fault he had passed on. It's been so many years and that feeling still lingers. I'm far from being weak, but I can't always be the strong one. Ive gotten offers from other meisters, but after telling them that they walk away. I don't need one but I do miss it. I guess guilt and fear of being a bad weapon is starting to weigh me down." Kyda finishes with a soft sigh, putting her elbow on the table and her head in her hand. Looking out the window not wanting to see the males expression. Her other hand underneath the table on her leg, she clenches a tight fist. Was she the reason her friend was still suffering? A constant reminder of a deceased love would surely break a woman down over time. Kyda hadn't ever had that kind of relationship with someone so she couldn't relate. She had a meister-weapon relationship. One where you live to protect that person with your life, fighting together, feeling each others emotions, and being the one person that would always be there for the other. That's what she believed a weapon should do, the principle that she lived by when being someone's weapon. What she's wearing:
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Posted: Mon Jul 08, 2013 8:54 pm
[ Meister ]|[ Alphonse Waldstein ]|[ Partner: Kyda]|[ Condition: Healthy/Stable]
✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘ Alphonse eyes, never left Kyda as she spoke on about her past, his amber/golden eyes continued to stare at her, almost as if he was looking straight through her and staring right at her soul. There was something calming, yet very unnerving about his gaze. Almost as if he was trying to find something within her as if he was searching her very soul for said item. "Ah, yes. I do believe that I attended your meister's funeral. It was such a shame, he could have gone on and become a truly marvelous meister. he stated. Catching her last words, Alphonse's eyes would narrow, "Guilt and Fear. Weapons who harbor such feelings and ideas are doomed to fail from the beginning. A meister will not choose a weapon who is fearful and doesn't recognize their own worth." he spoke. Despite never having a partner, Alphonse seemed to have a good idea of what a true meister and weapon relationship would be. Noticing her behavior, Alphonse would clear his throat and speak up once more. "It is very improper for a young lady to sit in a manner such as that." he stated, showing how his background once more affected his daily way of thinking. "During our time together in the DWMA, I never once had a partner. Don't get me wrong, many offered to be my weapon, from men to women, 1st Year to 4th Year, many wanted to be my partner solely for the fact that I am the head of the Waldstein Family, which meant wealth and fame for them. However, I denied every single one of them." Alphonse stopped momentarily as a waitress would come by and place down a small cup of coffee, despite him not even ordering it. Observing her hands, Alphonse would see a newspaper with his face and name on it, of course, she was just another one those people. Smiling, Alphonse looked to her and nodded, "Thank you." he said before she would leave. "Now then, where was I?" he asked Kyda. ✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘
[ Soul Resonance: Inactive]|[ Soul Wavelength: Stable/Calm]|[ Energy Output: 0%]| {Out...Of....Character --- }
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The Reticent Harlequin Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jul 08, 2013 9:15 pm
☾• ☼ Ｋｙｄａ ☼ • ☽
The Arabian Beauty
Meister: Alphonse Waldstein The twin daggers slowly retracts her arm from the table. He was so proper.. It reminded her of her mother. The woman was groomed to be a good wife and mother. A proper lady should act as one, it was such bull in her own opinion. The waitress gave her an ugly look when she noticed the silver haired woman was accompanying Alphonse. Did she really just get glared at for being with him? Kyda shakes her head the tiniest bit, mumbling something about it. She looked to the male and stares back. She never liked being stared at, people called her a terrorist because of where she's from. " You told me it was not proper to sit like I was. It spiked my interest. Everyone in the class talked about you being pretty stuck up, you don't seem that way but I have two questions for you now. Does it bother you that the upper half of my body is pretty exposed? I remember hearing a bit about your past, so I have to know - Why did you stay? You could have left after you slaughtered the elders but you didn't." The once sad Kyda seeming to have disappeared completely. If he thought she would fail then she would prove him wrong. All emotions gone, a clean slate with Alphonse. She was interested in why he hadn't left. The past he experienced was terrible, he was beaten when he disobeyed - while she was trained when she disobeyed. Spending days and nights without end doing nothing but train. She loved her family dearly but Kyda wouldn't be sold off to some pursuer like an animal. What she's wearing:
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Posted: Mon Jul 08, 2013 9:41 pm
[ Meister ]|[ Alphonse Waldstein ]|[ Partner: Kyda]|[ Condition: Healthy/Stable]
✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘ Alphonse seemed to have nodded a bit when Kyda removed her arms from the table. Even thought it might have been rude and improper of him to request such a thing, but he prided himself in his way of living and would rather die then to tarnish his family's name. Listnign to Kyda's two questions, Alphonse raised a brow at the last one. Before answering he would take the coffee cup into his hands, holding it very regal-like and then took a sip. "As I said before, to each his own. I am not the type to limit someone else, just because of my own standards. In fact, that was something I learned here at the DWMA, which is how I became a bit more open on such things." Taking another sip from the cup, Alphonse would then place it down on the table. "As for your last question, the answer is quite simple." Looking straight at Kyda then, Alphonse's eyes were full of pride and strength. "Because it is the Family that my father slaved to help shape and mold to greatness. He was killed because of his ideas on how the clan should be led. Sure, after I, 'ended' the elders and my mothers disgraceful display, I could have left, but that would mean abandoning my father's dream and aspirations he had for the Family. I will make my Family into the one, my father had hoped it would be." With that said, Alphonse sighed and took another sip of his coffee, "Despite the things that I have been through, I still have pride in the Waldstein Family and as its leader, I will do anything to protect its reputation." Alphonse truly believed in his father and the Family's Name, he was a true born Leader. ✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘
[ Soul Resonance: Inactive]|[ Soul Wavelength: Stable/Calm]|[ Energy Output: 0%]| {Out...Of....Character --- }
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The Reticent Harlequin Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jul 08, 2013 10:06 pm
☾• ☼ Ｋｙｄａ ☼ • ☽
The Arabian Beauty
Meister: Alphonse Waldstein She was unsatisfied with the first answer. Kyda shrugs it off. An answer was an answer. It was unsatisfying but still an answer. He was very prideful, like a lion. She giggled at the thought of him dressed up in a lion costume. The male had interested her, she felt calm. Having not felt this feeling since Alec was still alive. Kyda looked at him. " Alright. That is understandable. It's a very honorable thing to do. My father is nothing too special. He protects the people of our oasis and the village next to it." She smiles softly. When she spoke of it, it never sounded like much but the protection of her people was truly larger then it seemed. They weren't terrorists. Kyda pushes a few strands of hair behind her ear. A waiter coming up asking for their orders. Kyda orders an unsweetened iced tea and the spaghetti. The waiter wrote down the order, taking his time - eyes wandering to the Arabian beauty in front of him. She doesn't take much notice of the wandering eyes, she was too busy picturing Alphonze dressed as a lion. The little nickname she came up with sticking, at least in her mind. She'd never dare call him Lion until she got to know him better. What she's wearing:
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Posted: Mon Jul 08, 2013 10:27 pm
[ Meister ]|[ Alphonse Waldstein ]|[ Partner: Kyda]|[ Condition: Healthy/Stable]
✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘ "Yes, it is the burden that I must bare, for being born as the only heir of the Family and I will not let it stop me." Alphonse added, before looking over to the waiter that came to take their order. Observing the waiter as he wrote down Kyda's order, Alphonse had a fierce look in his eyes. "Excuse me?" he started, "But isn't rather uncouth and immoral to look upon a woman with such lustful and deplorable eyes?" he asked the waiter, out loud, knowing that it would cause the man to stop. Alphonse had a weird since of morality and ethics after all. Alphonse sighed, before grabbing his coffee, "Actually, I do not need anything to eat, I will just have this coffee here." he stayed while taking another sip. "If that is all, you may go now." ordering the waiter to leave. ✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘✘
[ Soul Resonance: Inactive]|[ Soul Wavelength: Stable/Calm]|[ Energy Output: 0%]| {Out...Of....Character --- }
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The Reticent Harlequin Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jul 08, 2013 10:42 pm
☾• ☼ Ｋｙｄａ ☼ • ☽
The Arabian Beauty
Meister: Alphonse Waldstein Kyda face visibly pales when Alphonse addresses the waiter. She looked pretty embarrassed. Crossing her arms, covering her chest. A sigh escaping the woman when the waiter mutters something vulgar then storms off. She rests her head on her shoulder, regretting the poor choice of attire she chose today. It was awkward. Kyda giggles again at how he reacted. " Do you roar too?" The small bit slipped out. She had spoken what she was thinking. The death scythe can't do anything about it now, she had already said it. Giving him an odd stare she blinks. He looked like Alec, apart from the hair.. Now wondering what he looked like when he smiles. I bet it's scary. He looks like he doesn't smile much.. She thought about it deeply. Back when they were students in all of her years there she cant recall him ever smiling. Could it be because of his past? Or was it just a hardened soul? She mused the thought of him trying to be the strong silent type. The idea being too funny to conceal, Kydas lips form into a small grin. What she's wearing:
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