Welcome to Gaia! ::

Welcome to Blood Rose Academy, home of the bizarre, but that is not known to the public. The students attending were to aware that they would be sent off to a school that was about much more than education. An academy, is what they called it but really it was a prison for children blessed with abilities that were far from normal. A government run school. Basically some men in suits came together and decided to eliminate a threat on society. By gathering all the students in one location it would be easier to track them and even easier to experiment on them. If they could figure out how to control these strange children, perhaps they could use them to build up powers against other nations.


Rules:
1. I understand you have abilities, but don't make them all powerful.
2. I don't care if your person is beautiful, but she/he is not perfect. >.<
3. Please use proper punctuation and make an attempt at grammar. I understand spelling errors.
4. Uhhh...... four is good....
5. You can play more than one character.
6. I don't mind if you do a list introduction but I'd prefer if you're introduction was in paragraph form.
7. Have fun.

Yumi tugged at the hem of her blue plaid uniform skirt.
"Cold," She said simply.
She wore ragged gray fingerless gloves and a gray sweater over the uniform top. At her feet were untied combat boots not that she seemed to notice it. Her attention was taken up with a gameboy though she was not mashing the buttons. Despite the lack of motion in her hands the game proceeded and even gave her extra gold and items despite the fact that those usual levels did not offer such events to happen.
Her small hand reached up and pushed a strand of pale violet hair out of her matching eyes. Her skin was pale which was to be expected from one who spent far to long in front of the computer. Her build was also small and skinny as though she did not eat enough which was probably the case. Usually her mind would wander and she'd become too attached to whatever it was on the computer. Though attached would usually be a term used in a hyperbole sense, in this case she was literally attached to the computer.
Without touching the screen, mouse, or keyboard, Yumi could enter into the computer world and explore the wires and infiltrate with her mind.

The day had come when all the students were head off the the magical academy. Though unlike what would have been imagined, the school did not provide for transportation like some fictional magical schools. No this school was funded by the government who, though pleased to get these students out of society, refused to give up more money than they had to. Besides, what would they tell the tax payers that the money was going for?

"Have fun," Corren's father said. Corren rolled his eyes in response. His father seemed rather happy to have him gone. He pulled his luggage from the beat up black car's trunk and made his way to where the school map said the dorms were. A big brick building labeled boys and one on the other side of campus labeled girls. Sneaking over there and not getting caught would prove to be a challenge for him but he was willing to accept the risks if the girl was cute enough.

Yumi's parents handed her a list. "These are the things to avoid," Her mother said. They were concerned with their daughter being off by herself now. Yumi didn't respond and merely took her rather large bag out of the trunk. The bag seemed to oversize the girl herself and was probably filled with more computer equipment and gadgets then anything else. She made her way to the girl's dormitory not lifting her head from the plain faded purple gameboy advanced though she was not touching the buttons it moved on it's own once more.

Darius sat silently as his driver took him to his newest school. His driver attempted several times to engage the youth in a conversation, but to no avail. The tan youth just didn't want to talk. He sighed as he focused back on the road. Darius opened his eyes and looked at the back of the drivers head. He smirked as he ignored the driver's rambling. He adjusted his music, turning it up so that he wouldn't have to listen to the lectures and pieces of advice from the man. They finally arrived at the school after a few hours. Darius sighed as he exited the car and walked back to the trunk to grab his bags. His driver protested until Darius gave him a cold glare, promising hurt if the man continued the action. The man squeaked as he backed off. After Darius get his bags out of the car, the driver sped off. The teen turned to look at the school, still cranking the music loud. He looked at the piece of paper in his hand, reading it to find where his room was. A few minutes later, he finally found the room. Sighing as he looked around the room, he placed his bags on one of the beds and began unpacking. Grabbing his laptop out of one of his bags, he booted the machine up and set it up on the desk. Shortly after the rest of his stuff was unpacked, he quickly got online to check his encrypted mail. He smirked as he thought, 'The only way to keep my father in the dark is surprisingly the way that he keeps everyone else in it.'

Darius looked at the boy that entered the room. "My name is Corren, and yours?" the heard come from the teen. "Darius." he said quietly. He watched the boy out of the side of his eye. "What is your ability?" Darius asked softly. He had a habit of speaking low when it was with someone that he just met. "I have the ability to manipulate Darkness so you don't have to worry about any transformations or any sort of threats from me."

"I was actually worried about that," He responded with a smile. "I can remove souls. I can move my soul into another person's body and theirs into mine." He opened his bag. "If you come by here at night and the door is locked," He said putting his clothes in a drawer. "Either knock or wait for a little bit. I'll be uhh.... busy." He laughed thinking about what he could be busy with.

Ya i think so that or the bathroom im not sure yet. (laughs) Nice ta meet ya!

"Shoot," He said shoving the last of his socks into the drawer. He did not fill up a pajama drawer. Likely, he'd either pass out in what he wore or sleep in his boxers. Or just remove his shirt and sleep in his pants. Whatever he had time for.

"You have to pee?" Yumi asked not quite understanding what she meant.