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 Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 5:54 pm
Shibusen Dispensary
The area where sick or injured Meisters and Weapons are treated. Whilst nurses like Nygus usually work in here, occasionally Stein is known to assist as well, especially with operations like when Soul was injured. The dispensary is a typical hospital room with several beds and an examining room and doctor's office. In the hospital wards, a couple of health posters can be seen.
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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2011 7:18 pm
 ✗Maaran Khadri
☾Meister☽
Teacher _____________________________________________ The Dispensary. Maaran hadn't been here since he was a student at Shibusen, as after every fight he was forced to come here. Yet here he was, coming back as a mature adult. The thought that for practically the rest of his life, Maaran would be teaching at this school was sickening. Having left the cafeteria, Maaran adjusted the unconscious girl on his shoulder and looked around for a nurse so that he could leave. Apparently, the room was empty; not a soul in sight. Why the hell wasn't there a school nurse? There used to be, and why on Earth would Shinigami fire the only school nurse? To make sure that all the students die premature? Because at a school like Shibusen, a school nurse was as necessary or more necessary then bloody teachers. Yet here Maaran was, forced to work his least favorite job at his least favorite place with his least favorite people. Aren't life's coincidences extraordinary? Less than a year ago, Maaran was in prison. He could still taste the jail food, still feel and see the cold, hard surroundings. It was as if his mind hadn't even had time to leave yet.
There was no nurse in sight, and Maaran figured he could just drop off the girl and leave. With an unusual careful attitude, Maaran set her down and began to walk away, only to hesitate in the door frame. If she didn't recover, it was his fault for going so hard on her. His fault for leaving her in the school nurse's office without anyone to make sure she recovered. Why the hell wasn't there a nurse? He looked around uncomfortably some more before finally sitting down in a chair that was near the bed until she recovered. "F***ing Shibusen and its f***ing lack of a school nurse..." Maaran grumbled. His elbows rested on his knees, and as hunched over as he was, Maaran looked an awful lot like Lynch again. "F***ing Shinigami and his f***ing school..." Maaran continued to swear under his breath as he angrily waited for the girl to wake up, or someone to come so that he could leave without having his conscience negatively impacted. As soon as someone came, he'd leave. Because he didn't give a damn about students, really.
After having gotten his anger out, Maaran decided to look around the Dispensary. There were some posters on the wall, and one in particular caught his eye. It was one of those bloody motivational posters. On the poster, it read in big letters "Perseverance", had some illegible tiny writing, and then a picture of a crashing wave. What the f*** does a wave have to do with perseverance? More than the fact that the tiny writing probably said something dumb, and the fact that the tiny writing was illegible, that damn picture was more annoying than anything else. If you're going to have a bloody motivational poster that f***ing stupid, you may as well put a picture of a man climbing a mountain, or something that actually requires perseverance. Not a f***ing wave. The more Maaran looked at it the angrier he got. If someone didn't come soon, he'd f***ing use Soul Purge to char that goddamn poster.
After a while, Maaran simply drummed his hands on his knees and continued muttering incomprehensible curses. It was apparent that he was really frickin' frustrated. Soon, the other injured students would hopefully roll in and Maaran could leave. For now... Maaran's eyes were covered by his sunglasses, despite being indoors. Staring at the ground, Maaran finally realized that it was a bit ridiculous to be wearing his sunglasses inside. In a swift movement, he took them off, folded them, and hung them on the collar of his shirt. His eyes, now showing, continued to stare at the ground. Now, the Indian's deep eyes held a ferocious look complimented by the nasty scar. As if he was about ready to murder the ground. _____________________________________________
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2011 5:51 pm
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Would it be too much to hope, that in his absence someone had put out the fire. Let alone made sure
everyone had vacated the cafeteria promptly and safely. As it was he was dubious. Whether of their
newest staff member, or of the sanity of certain fourteen year olds, he wasn’t sure. But failure to leave
the cafeteria, would likely earn them a trip to the dispensary. Even if it meant knocking some sense
into them himself. He’d make sure they’d learn the basics of fire safety. With his brisk and clarifying
manner, hopefully then, they’d ear a smidgen of maturity to be able to remain in the Academy. If not,
he saw a grim, if slightly painful future for certain first years. Though hopefully it’d only be by the
teachers, (or shinigami-sama’s) hands. For as it was they’d lost too many skilled students, without
having to add the overly foolish to their number.
As a teacher, Rupert embraced the saying that the greatest weapon is knowledge. It was through this, he
hoped to strengthen, inform and forewarn students of the dangers to come. From lessons proving how
dedicated the teaches really where, to something as crudely obvious as fire safety, he’d diligently carry
it out. Though never to the point of breaking a student, for it was clear that positive reinforcement was
the best theory in relation to good behaviour. Shortly followed by a dose of ignoring negative or
undesired behaviour. But even then, Rupert wouldn’t lie to a student, nor would he suffer fools, or
foolish actions. Either way, the resident Death Scythe hadn’t had much reason to get all worked up
over something. (Yet.) Though the timely entrance of the blue haired child had come close. To
consider him irritated, was an overstatement. But if she continued in her current manner, Rupert knew
no man or woman was too old to learn a lesson or two. For here in the Academy the aims of Shibusen
and Shinigami-sama came first, closely followed by the welfare and education of its students.
Something he was ready to enforce, (almost as strongly as his lesson plan in fire safety). But before he
had the chance to address her, they’d reached their destination.
Mindful of the Scottish student (and his waistcoat), Rupert entered the pristine Dispensary. His pale
azure gaze drifting between another unconscious student, to a stormy looking Maaran. Rupert even
gave the floor a cautionary glance, hoping that the man hadn’t given up on teaching already. Sure the
man had voiced a dislike in numerous of things. But even he’d be more use as an educator than a
cleaner, (for even they couldn’t clean a floor with a murderous gaze). Though he seemed to be putting
a lot of effort into it.
Random thought aside, Rupert lay Ms Kyrie down on the next bed. Making sure to prop her up, before
turning his attention to the unnamed girl. “Please take the third bed,” He instructed, before holding out
an arm just in case she needed support. “Only after you’ve been tended…and rested, shall
we discuss your current situation and reason for visiting.” Rupert intoned formally. His eyes making
sure she lasted the last few steps towards her bed. He spoke little more to the stranger.
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Partner: Death
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2011 7:01 pm
Jimmy Lockehart Weapon||newbie||miester☸Valier Inferni Nuvola Concealment, Lonliness, the choking dark
that was all I knew
then came salvation, freedom 
{OoC: translation- Don't let him do anything stupid, and don't let him seperate so much ok }
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Jimmy carried Giota in the dispensary having one of Giota's arms wrapped around his neck. He laid him on a nearby bed, laying him slowly down on it. As he did so the teacher from earlier caught his eye, making him instantly angry remembering the comment from earlier" you're not hot enough to light a birthday candle" was what rung in his head as he gripped his fist tightly at the sight of him. His anger boiled just standing in the same room with him was making him aggrivated.
He then took a few steps towards him, his eyes burning with hate," Not hot enough to light a birthday candle huh? I'd like to show you differentlly," he said giving off a partial transformation like some weapons were able to do, and snapped his fingers. above the center point of his thumb burst a regular lighter flame. At first sight it would be harmless, but revealing a can of Axe body spray, he looked as if he was going to start a fight withthin the confines of the infirmary. He was determined to show how strong he was even if valier wasn't here. " I don't know why you teach here, I don't really care why you teach here, but insulting my weapon form is something you don't do," he didn't like being insulted in weapon form. In full weapon form his flame blade would be hot enough to cut through steel, but he was only using partial form only allowing him to use a regular flame. He then lowered the flame as he was in the infirmary and didn't want to burn it down. " Hope I get to kick your a** later on in the school years. You won't be as lucky as in the cafiteria," he said putting his hands in his coat pocket.
______________________________________________________  My story holds darkness, and pain,
all that keeps me warm is my flame
I plan to kill, for that's my game Stats Speed/Agility: 6 Strength/Endurance: 6 Reaction: 5 Stamina: 4 Soul Ease: 4 Wc: 305
Twc:3446
SP:34
PETP:3
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2011 8:42 pm
✗Maaran Khadri
☾Meister☽
Teacher _____________________________________________ If looks could kill, then the ground would be long dead. Truthfully, the only thing in this room that didn't want to make him burn down the whole school was the ground. Those damned motivational posters, those damned hospital beds he had visited all too often, that damned room where it was announced that his peers had been killed by him... Maaran didn't care, he kept telling himself. It was all so irritating that he was ready to go postal. His arms were still rested on his knees, and half-heartedly Maaran turned over his right hand and began to mix flames and electricity from his Soul Purge experimentally. Truthfully, he was in the right mindset to destroy the school. Would this get him a lifetime in prison? Probably. It was frowned upon in modern society to kill a school full of minors and teachers. Most people have the fantasy to kill all their colleagues at one point or another, but the difference between Maaran and other people was that he would actually act on his fantasy.
As he thought about just out and killing everyone, his fellow teacher walked in, carrying an unconscious girl and leading another girl in. Without even thinking, Maaran stood up. He was about the same height as the other teacher, maybe a bit taller, but the difference between the two was that Maaran was not thin. Maaran had more than twenty kilos, all of muscle, over the other teacher. There was some body fat, of course, but he was still just as big as he had been in his Kishin disguise. Without the mask, Maaran was still terrifying. Sure, his silvery-gray hair looked chic with his youth, but the X-shaped scar over his eyes gave him a glare that could freeze a person's very soul. It was this glare that followed first over the other teacher's face, then the unconscious girl, then the other girl. Honestly, he didn't care who they were, but now that there was another teacher here, he could leave. Which brought up the question once again as to why there wasn't a school nurse. Surely the thought passed through Shinigami's thick skull? Maybe not. Rupert would have to figure out how to treat the injured students.
The main point was that now that another teacher had shown up, Maaran didn't have to stand by anymore. Having stood up, Maaran ran a hand through his hair and unfolded his sunglasses before walking towards the door. He paused for a moment, standing next to his fellow teacher, showing that Maaran was about a few centimeters taller and all around bigger. With a grunt, Maaran put on his sunglasses again. Rupert knew that there wasn't a nurse, and so he would have to do something with the injured students. But the difference between Maaran and Rupert was that Rupert actually seemed to care about the students. Seemed. Maaran had learned to not trust anyone, and expected Rupert to end up being a two-faced b****** who didn't give a damn about students. Everyone ended up being different than they appeared, and Maaran knew that unlike everyone, there was only one side to him. Easier for the idiotic children to wrap their puny brains around.
Before he could leave, another student came in carrying another injured student. More for Rupert to take care of. As he walked past, Maaran made eye contact and the student appeared to be angry about something. Maaran didn't recognize him, and even if he had whatever was angering him wasn't his problem. Then, the kid got to the point. Apparently, this kid had been the weapon from earlier. He seemed supremely pissed off about earlier. Getting that worked up over words was pathetic. Even as he showed a flame and a can of body spray, Maaran knew that he didn't have the guts to act like a flamethrower in the Dispensary. Being in the door frame, Maaran didn't turn around. Along the back of his neck, one could see the writing "No Future" in Hindi tattooed. After the student finished his monologue, Maaran decided to give him a taste of reality, and let him know that Maaran would not even humor him by fighting in the future.
"What do you expect me to say, brat?" Maaran said gruffly. Now that he was talking in normal conversation, his voice was still low and deep, but rather than sounding monstrous it sounded more like a rough, but somehow musical and smooth, low tenor voice. "'I look forward to beating your sorry a** again'?" He said this fake response sarcastically before continuing, "Like hell. I don't give a damn about some f***ing little brat and his desire for revenge." He said the last sentence in a brutally blunt manner before making eye contact with Rupert. A normal person would have stayed, as Rupert was Maaran's superior, but Maaran wasn't normal. Since he would have to come back to teach these brats, he wanted to be out of this infinite farce which Shibusen was known for as soon as possible. Without saying another word, Maaran walked out of the Dispensary.
[exit]
[OOC: Sparxx, technically weapons of your rank aren't able to fight without their partner AT ALL until they are at least of graduate rank. You said that some weapons are in your post, but in this guild, it's not okay because it's too easy for people to godmod. Please read the rules, as this has been a big issue recently. I'm pretty vexed that it is apparent you haven't been reading the updates, as this has been VERY detailed recently. Once you are of Sophomore rank, you can train with Coati for solo skills, but until you are of Graduate rank you can not use them proficiently. This may not seem like it is a solo skill, but any partial transformation that enables you to have the upper hand over a normal human counts as a solo skill. WITHOUT A PARTNER YOU ARE TO RP AS A NORMAL HUMAN UNTIL GRADUATE RANK. This is your first warning. Watch it, and next time I won't be so nice about it.] _____________________________________________
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Posted: Sun Mar 13, 2011 8:02 am
 » »Vahper Chois« « ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖✖ ✖ ✖ ✖»Meister« »Nurse« »Looking« "A deep look into my eyes... you will see nothing." This man must have not liked the way she did things, nor intended to not make a scene with her because just glancing back up at the man he seemed to clench his jaw once more. It was almost hilarious to watch. The young looking girl looked about at the schools open hallways and corridors, having a bit of fun within her head seeing the familar hallways, even when she was here just recently. However, telling this man may jog his memory of her, she wouldn't dare say a word until he figured it out about by himself. She was just here a week ago. That put her mind at ease, to know teachers like him existed. Strict, wary teachers. Once that cared for their students above their own condition, It was a beautiful sight. But that sight wasn't long lasted in her mind as noisy students ran by, talking about a fire in the cafeteria. Anything that involved a fire wasn't great in the girl's book. That meant injuries out the butt. She had a lot of work to do, and she would have to get started soon.
The minute the three of them walk into the door a very large man with stressed eyes and tense muscles got up and said a few lines, then out he went. There were more then just one student. It was a couple. The blue haired girl sighed as she watched the teacher that carried the young girl lay her down on the most convince, nearest bed. The girl finally got his full attention, the man, and then bowed. " Thank you, but I am not going to sit down. I have people to work on. " Then, almost imminently, she walked over to the cabinets and rummaged around, pulling wraps and alcohol and needles and all sorts of things. The first thing she did was tend to her own wound. taking the bottle of alcohol, she took it over the sink and slowly began to pour it onto her large wound. It sizzled white bubbles, the touch almost fire painful singed over her arm. Grinding her teeth inside, she stopped pouring and then ran water over it after a minute. She walked back over to her little work table and used a wrapping cloth to seal her wound together so she would deal with it later and secured it with medical tape, a small strip of white tape holding the cloth in place. After she did that, off she went.
The tiny female brought too wet clothes to the unconscious girls that must have had heart attacks due to some traumatizing event, one she witnessed. She began to work on the first patient that had been here and placed the cloth on her forehead, checking the body for damages after that. Mot much was found. Just a scrap and lots of bruises. She needed rest and cool air for the time being. Next, The girl she witnessed cough up blood. She had more bruises and scrap marks on her neck. Blue-girl went back to the desk of medical things and brought back some alcohol swabs and some ointment to put on her. She rubbed to swabs across the marks on her neck and parts of bigger wounds and applied the ointment onto her skin. She went back over to the other girl and did the same, just in case, even when the scraps weren't as bad. Next. The boy who's temper was hotter than the sun at this point. Walking over to the two men, her blank gaze stared down at the boy, who was also unconscious and she looked over at the boy standing. " What happened to him? " She asked softly, to calm the boy down so that he wouldn't get all sad and angry again. Now, if it wasn't obvious to the naked eye of someone, this girl was the school Nurse. ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖✖ ✖ ✖ ✖
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Posted: Sun Mar 13, 2011 12:32 pm
Kohana looked at the nurse and looked around, she wasn't sure how to say it but she was going to try anyways " The...cafeteria? " She was trying to say that the cafeteria collapsed " The ceiling? " She had a scratch on her forehead and with that a major headache. Growing increasingly frustrated with herself, she just sat down with Giota. She grabbed his hand and just looked at the ground, Jimmy was right...this was kinda her fault. Cause she was reckless she nearly lost her partner in one day.
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Posted: Sun Mar 13, 2011 6:13 pm
Jimmy Lockehart Weapon||newbie||miester☸Valier Inferni Nuvola Concealment, Lonliness, the choking dark
that was all I knew
then came salvation, freedom
{OoC: }
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Jimmy wasn't the kind to fight in an infirmary even though his mission was to destroy the school from the inside out, but his powers were not as powerful without Valier. As he returned to can of body spray into one of his pockets he smiled deviously as the teacher walked out, Be ready, next time you wont be so lucky, he thought to himself as the teacher exited the room. Already his blood boiled, and he was ready to take any and all chances to get a better understanding of the people in this school, mostly the teacher that he could honestly tell had no intention of wanting to teach here at shibusen. The expression was all over his face. The way he was staring at the ground with a lust for blood, his vulgar words that came from his mouth, his very being felt as if he hated the world. Jimmy didn't even notice the other teacher walk in due to his attention being attracted towards the cold hearted teacher.
As the teacher left the nurse came in and immeadiately started on fixing up some of the patients. Time went by as she worked her way to Giota. when she asked for what happened Kohona was slow on how to say to her what happened. She was saying only parts of what happened, and he decided to go ahead and tell what happened," To give you a short in depth analysis of what happened here: a kinshin egg broke into the school, and wreak havoc in the cafiteria. We tried fighting it got our butts handed to us in the process. During the battle the cieling was brought down on us, and the cafiteria was set a blaze. Around the end of the fight it turned out the the kinshin egg was the teacher who just walked out of here, and he's the reason the cafiteria's on fire, and why now I can show the true amount of pain I'm in because I will not show him weakness... GACK!!" he said blood being coughed up from his mouth. During the end of the battle he took a direct full on contact punch from the teacher that walked out. He held his stomach, and fell to his knees writhing in pain.
______________________________________________________ My story holds darkness, and pain,
all that keeps me warm is my flame
I plan to kill, for that's my game Stats Speed/Agility: 6 Strength/Endurance: 6 Reaction: 5 Stamina: 4 Soul Ease: 4 Wc: 305
Twc:3446
SP:34
PETP:3
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2011 10:12 am
 ★Giota Sickek★
♦~Chains with Blades~♦
♠ Weapon | Chainsaw | Careless ♠
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Giota sat the as he was hauled in by Kohana and Jimmy... he was like a veggie, as he drooled onto his shirt and looked up at the ceiling. He looked over at Kohana, seeing a bit of doubt or a feeling of a negative base... He looked at her and tried to focus when he grabbed his hand he raised an eyebrow and began to slip into unconsciousness... so uncool. When he fell out of consciousness he began to think of what he could do. There was that Jimmy kid, ho kept on watching them and threatened Giota saying he would kill him. Giota now officially would rip the spine out of Jimmy... Giota growled in his unconsciousness state and in his mind he thought of Kohana, She was nice and calm, but why was she so caring towards him? Must have been some kind of thing partners just had together or something... it was the feeling that it gave him though... he felt so, warm for some reason, maybe it was just that her hands were warm when she gripped his handle during the battle against the kishin/teacher.
Giota began to come back to concious state as the nurse was beginning to ask what was wrong with him... Giota looked up at the nurse and answered "Nothing..." he simply said, although blood trickled down his head from a wound on his head. He was obviously hurt but he ignored it "I am fine, check on her first..." he pointed to Kohana, then looked at Jimmy on the ground as he was in pain. Giota gave him a cold stare then looked at the nurse "He's faking it." he looked at Kohana and smiled at her, holding her hand he put his other hand on her shoulder, looking at her he spoke "Remember Kohana, the color of orange is blue" The words that came out of his mouth made no sense and it was as if he was babbling on with nothing... obviously he had brain damage from the hit...
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Total Points :: 23
Word Count :: 342
Total Word Count ::3493
Partner :: Kohana Remy
Theme :: N/A
OoC :: [[]]
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2011 10:29 am
Kohana laughed and placed her head on his shoulder " Votre fou " ( Your crazy ) She knew that she was just happy that he was awake, she also knew that next time this situation wouldn't happen again. She just wanted to make him the strongest that they could be together, she now just wanted to go to her flat and just relax.
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2011 6:38 pm
Jimmy Lockehart Weapon||newbie||miester☸Valier Inferni Nuvola Concealment, Lonliness, the choking dark
that was all I knew
then came salvation, freedom
{OoC: }
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Jimmy growled in a very low tone still gripping his stomach. Not one bit of what he was doing was faking, but the accusation of being accused of faking was enough to piss him off. His stomoch had somewhat concaved from taking a direct punch from the teacher from earlier. He was forcing his body to stand up, he started shaking a bit, and pulled him self up. " I wish I was faking chainsaw boy. You know I didn't have to help you to take you to the infirmary. I could've let your miester carry you here all by her lonesome so don't give me crap. I hope you get better soon dumbass," he said out of common nature, because from where he was raised, bieng helped by somebody was a blessing, and he probably didn't know anything abput that. He stood as straight as he could still slouched just a little. A dark spot of blood was coming from his mouth, and it seemed to trickle down his chin slowly coming to a stop. It was the last bit of blood he had coughed up. " If you take a shot to the stomach from someone who has the strength and speed to take down an entire cafiteria and engulf it in flames tell me, maybe you'll be more empathetic," he said as he started his way towards the door only to collapse," Damn it that teacher is gonna get his someday," he said aloud dragging himself towards the door with his right arm. Where is he that idiot, he thought to himself.
______________________________________________________ My story holds darkness, and pain,
all that keeps me warm is my flame
I plan to kill, for that's my game Stats Speed/Agility: 6 Strength/Endurance: 6 Reaction: 5 Stamina: 4 Soul Ease: 4 Wc: 263
Twc:3709
SP:36
PETP:2
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2011 6:04 pm
 ɣuji ✩ ʑanzaki Ϩtar ✩ 2.0 ▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁
↪ As the tears had finished flowing, Yuji listening carefully as Rupert~Sensi explained how he and the others would be thought. How to deal with all the enemies and controlling ones self composure and power. Hearing all this Yuji felt reassured, getting up to stand at his feet, he took it slow, as his body seemed a little rattled. Putting his hand on his knee and exhaling he looked up at the Rupert~Sensi. Yuji followed him to the dispensary/infirmary. As they had arrived there seemed to be one person there who seemed to be a teacher..... He seemed kinda of menacing, hopefully he wouldn't be that bad. Seeing as you couldn't judge a book by its cover. As Rupert~Sensi put Val on the bed. He looked at her unconscious body, he couldn't help but feel a surge of guilt and doubt in his heart and mind. As, he stood there seemingly frozen he just thought to himself quietly, so much for the promise and his word. He was a failure and until he wasn't he would train day in and damn day out. Clenching his fist as he let a small and what seemed depressed sigh out of his mouth. He looked at the muscular man, who seemed to be talking with Rupert~Sensi, from the looks of it... he was a teacher. As the thoughts of him being tutored by that man, images of him running through hell, and diving to the bottom of the ocean all came flashing into his head. Fear wanted to settle in where determination was supposed to be, and so far it was almost there. But thinking again Yuji got courages and a little boastful in his mind, as they were no where near an ocean, maybe hell. But there was no way a teacher could be that cruel. Even if he was Rupert~Sensei wouldn't let him, hopefully. Being lost in a state of deep thought not really paying attention to the outside world. Yuji was lost in his own brain like it was a happy wonderland, where your a kid and you just dash away from your parents. And end up with security crying saying I want my mommy. But as if a bubble was popped in his face, he warped back to reality. It had seemed a lot more people had, arrived at the infirmary than before. There seemed to be a blonde girl, and the guy from before that was laughing at him as he fell face down the school stairs. A tall pale looking blonde male, and a dark skinned male as well. The arrival of all these people seemed like it was just a random event. But you would never know, as a blue haired girl arrived she seemed like she was a nurse or a doctor for the school. But if she was why wasn't she in here all of this time? This place was out of wack, but it surprised Yuji as he didn't really seem that phased by it anymore for the moment at-least.
As he looked down to his partner Val and her motionless body, he reached for her hand. As he held her hand both of his, starting to grasp it a little harder. He felt like a body that was as heavy as dead man, filled with iron sand. Thinking back again to where she could have died, and it would have been his fault. His eyes closing again he could feel tears come upon him, but did his best to hold them back. After all he didn't want to seem like a crybaby to his other peers, and the scary muscle man. Opening his eyes again to look at Val, as he seemed to stop the tears successfully. "Val, I promise I'll train 'till I'm strong enough to protect. I promise." Yuji said but couldn't stop it tears started to trickle down his cheeks as they landed on Val's arm and hand. Hopefully no one noticed but the man he hoped that didn't notice wasn't Rupert~Sensi but Muscle ~Sensi. Turning around slightly yo make sure he wasn't looking he quickly turned his attention back to Val. Just thinking of ways t get stronger alone and with her.
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"To surpass a godly level was a goal accomplished by only one."
"I can only hope to one day be compared to his greatness"
✩2.0
Partner:Valentine Kyrie
Total points on hand:5
Total Points earned: 70
Word Count This Post:703
Word Amount now:1766
Total Word Count:11605
Points Gained This Post:2
Theme song:
Kishin Eggs Faced (#):
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Current Madness Level: 0%
OOC: Weird post~! P.S I like how I never mention he actually walked towards her bed! :L
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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2011 2:16 pm
Jimmy Lockehart Weapon||newbie||miester☸Valier Inferni Nuvola Concealment, Lonliness, the choking dark
that was all I knew
then came salvation, freedom
{OoC: }
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Jimmy felt the fist shape dent in his stomach just undent itself leaving Jimmy to start wailing in a spaztastic fashion by rolling around, gripping his stomach, and complaining about how much it hurt. After a few minutes he found that there was only a residual pain that would probably disapear within minutes, but it would probably be best for him not to for an hour or so. Feeling good enough to stand he dusted himself off from crawling around the floor and wiped the blood from his mouth, and walked towards the door. He looked back at Kohona and Giota, but mostly Kohona," Prendre soin de l'idiot ok Kohona,"(Take care of the idiot ok Kohona) was what he said before leaving. He left the door open and it appeared if anyone was paying attention to him, that he was once again heading towards the cafiteria, most likely going back for his partner, still relaxing in the cafiteria disorder, and blazing inferno.
______________________________________________________ My story holds darkness, and pain,
all that keeps me warm is my flame
I plan to kill, for that's my game Stats Speed/Agility: 6 Strength/Endurance: 6 Reaction: 5 Stamina: 4 Soul Ease: 4 Wc: 163
Twc:3872
SP:37
PETP:1
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 6:57 am
 ...Hikari❅Lilica..
| Weapon | Bow-Blade | Newbie | ╔═════════════════ ═ ═ ═ ═ ☆ As Above ☆
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║ ' So noisy... '
Hikari stirred into consciousness at the noises around her. She was still in the cafeteria, right? But wait, why are there a lot of unfamiliar voices here...? Hikari kept her eyes closed. Even so, she can see a slight shade of orange. She knew that if she open her eyes, a glare of light will blind her... well, not really. But it'll irritate her vision. So noisy... Bickering. That's all she could hear. It can't be helped, she's still half-asleep and not really paying attention to anything at the moment. What she knows is that there's some bright light from somewhere that's making her keep her eyes shut. Probably the light shining down from the ceiling in the cafeteria? Yeah... that's possible. But wait. Who's voices are these? She can recognize the voices of some of them, especially of those whom she was with a while ago... but there were... two? three? of whom she's unfamiliar of...
' Whatever... I'm still sleepy...'
' No, wake up! '
' Don't wanna.'
' Ok... but you'll be missing out on some things... '
Sheesh, who was that anyway? Fine. Maybe I'll take a peek. She was getting curious anyway. That was when she decided to open, just slightly, her eyes. Indeed, bright light glared at her eyes, making her squint. After some blinking to adjust her vision, she saw... fluorescent lamps? That's not what she was expecting to see. She was expecting to see the sun, oh the lovely sun, smiling, laughing, up in the blue sky through the open ceiling of the cafeteria. But fluorescent lamps? How disappointing. ' Tte... Where the heck is she!?
Shifting her head to the right, that's when she realized she was lying on a soft bed, her head resting on a soft pillow. What? She was expecting hard ground. No duh, you're not in the cafeteria anymore. Beds, smell of medicines, someone in white coat (she noticed). The Infirmary? Yeah... no mistake about that... But how'd she get there in the first place? Wait, what exactly happened in the cafeteria again? She tried to remember but everything was a blur. There was this and... that, and... Hikari just closed her eyes and sighed. Well, whatever. What's done is done. But fudge, that was embarrassing... her performance was pathetic... a disgrace. No... best not to think about it... for now.
She rose from her bed and took a look around. Jimmy just left the room. She saw Kohana and Giota close by. There was an unconscious girl next to her and a pair in the next. There was a blue-haired girl in white coat, tending other students. The school nurse... eh? And an adult whom she suspects is a teacher... Sensei... That's when she remembered about the kishin from before. With some sort of adrenaline rush, she quickly got up and said, "Hakase, Kishin wa--!" (Professor, the Kishin--!)
((note: she was (originally not supposed to be) unconscious the whole time so she had no idea about the Kishin being a teacher... ;P )) ║
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☆ So Below ☆ ═ ═ ═ ═ ═════════════════╝  ♪☾Partner: N/A☽♪
♪☾Post Word Count: 487☽♪
♪☾Points Earned: 3☽♪
♪☾Total Word Count: 3020☽♪
♪☾Total Points Earned: 20☽♪
♪☾OOC: Mah apologies for ze lateness xP I'm still busy... ☽♪
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