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 Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2010 4:45 pm
Yeah this is our room. Go the hell away if ya have nothin important to say!
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Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2010 4:54 pm
The demi-god opened the door to their new room. Two beds, a huge window, and desks to do homework and s**t. He sat on one of the beds and pushed up his glasses.
"What's your first class?" He asked his roommate.
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Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2010 4:58 pm
"My first class is Divination. We should probably head there after we finish unpacking." He said as he put his things in his drawers half-hazardly. The only things he bothered to keep neat were his music stuff which sat peacefully in the closet and his bed which was currently made.
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Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2010 5:01 pm
Lyja nodded and got up from the bed and put his belongings in the right places. He was always organised; he never liked having a sloppy room. Once everything was in it's respectable place, he pushed up his glasses again and grabbed his backpack.
"Ready when you are, Ankou-kid."
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Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2010 5:12 pm
"Yeah I'm ready." His picked up his bag and his guitar cass, "Im so psyced that I have music as well as dance. I hop I get along with those teachers at least. Head mistress doesn't like me too much."
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Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2010 5:18 pm
"You and me, both." He chuckled. The mistress knew of his trouble-making reputation. He headed out the door and looked back to Ankou-kid.
"Lets get to class. We don't want Ms. Fate to hate us yet."
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 2:01 pm
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Ankou walked into the dorm and kicked off his shoes. He looked at the bed which just looked so damn inviting so he hoped onto it and pulled out his journal full of lyrics. He stared at a blank piece of paper for the longest time before making a sound of frustration, "WRITERS BLOCK!" [even the son of death gets it!]
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 2:04 pm
Lyja came sighing. He heard the son of death cry out 'writer's block' but laid down on his bed. He out his hands behind his head and stared at the ceiling. God his teachers sucked; too much homework for one person.
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 2:07 pm
"What crawled up your a** chaos?" He snickered as he put down the journal and pencil. He laid on his stomach and used his arms as a pillow.
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 2:13 pm
"The bitching teachers here." He complained. This was bull crap! This shouldn't be how people treat a chaos demi-god! He groaned and put a pillow on his face. Stupid teachers...
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 2:16 pm
"You sound like such a female when you whine like that." He said laughing. He picked up the journal again and held the pencil in his hand.
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 2:38 pm
"Yeah, shut up." He spat. He st up and took out a small silk bag where he kept his chaos beauties. He was absolutely bored with this school so soon.
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 2:43 pm
"Oh i dare you to do that. I can fly so if i were you i would be afraid to wake up on the roof." He grumbled as he went back to the journal.
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 2:47 pm
"Not for you, Ankou-kid. Maybe I have one fly over to the girl's dormitory." He grinned, tossing a bundle up and down in his palm.
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 2:55 pm
"Hm go ahead but if head mistress fries your a** i didn't have anything to do with it. I'm death not chaos." He muttered as he finally slammed the journal shut and flung it so it landed on his desk. "******** it."
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