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                     Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2011 1:47 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            You receive a letter in the mail addressed to you from the Nurthalos School of Excel. You open the letter to find a piece of parchment that reads as follows:
 Greetings potential student:
 
 We at the Nurthalos School of Excel have looked at your personal academic record and have decided that you meet the qualifications to join our unique school.
 
 Here at Nurthalos, we depart from traditional lecture-based schooling and teach our students exactly what they need to excel in the field of their choosing, whatever that field may be. Where a normal high school gives you bookwork and lectures in 6, 7, or even 8 classes a day, we believe that a student should be allowed to take things at their own pace, and are instead given a set amount of required class hours to complete in any class they choose from their schedule. And most importantly, where normal high schools teach you general, even irrelevant information, we teach you only what you need to know; no more, no less.
 
 If you are interested in joining our school, we will be holding orientation next week. Even if you are not sure, please take this chance to see what Nurthalos has to offer you.
 
 
 Signed,
 
 Maon Karosaka, Dean of Admissions
 
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                     Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2011 1:52 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            Rules:
 This is a high school, so high school rules apply. Nurthalos treats it's students like adults, and allow them adult priveledges, but nothing illegal please.
 
 Standard RP stuff, if a fight happens for whatever reason, no autohit or godmod (not to mention you'll have a security guard who's a dose of meds away from ripping your neck out and armed with a pistol loaded with concussive rounds on your case XD)
 
 No cybering. I will allow making out for a few post's length (like that'll happen often XD) but anything else is to be taken to PMs.
 
 I can enforce rules not stated here at any time (again, won't happen often)
 
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                     Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2011 1:54 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            Profile Skeleton: (PM me your profile, and I will send you a list of classes your character will have in the RP)
 
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                     Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2011 2:35 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            Accepted Profiles:
 Staff:
 Gaia Name: Miles Marshall
 Character Name: Maon Karosaka
 Age: 30
 Career of interest: N/A (Dean of Admissions and Discipline)
 Personality: Normally calm and cool, but can get short-tempered if agitated too much.
 Background: Incarcerated in a mental asylum at 8 for the assumed murder of his father, Maon was raised as an unofficial ward of the state until he was 20, when he was picked up by Nurthalos as the Head of Discipline under the condition that he remain in his straitjacket for the safety of the students (and as a scare tactic to keep the students in line). 5 years later, he was also given the title of Dean of Admissions, and is currently
 Any relevant handicaps or disabilities: Bound in a straitjacket
 Reference pic: http://fav.me/d1lhe46
 
 Gaia Name: Miles Marshall
 Character Name: Dionysus Mordred
 Age: Unknown (looks to be in his mid 20s-30s)
 Career of interest: N/A (Counselor)
 Personality: Sage-like in his demeanor and actions, wiser than he looks
 Background: Not much is known about Dionysus other than that there's more to his past than he likes to let on. He accepted the job of being the general counselor for Nurthalos around the time that it was established. All that anyone really knows about him is that if a situation calls for a counselor of any kind, that Dionysus will be there to help.
 Any relevant handicaps or disabilities: N/A
 Reference pic: http://fav.me/d1chq2u (but wearing gray and white clothes)
 
 Gaia Name: Kaim Savage
 
 Character Name: Gabriel Donnings
 
 Age: 31
 
 Career Background: Ex Redriver Assassin Corp (RAC) unit leader, with a job history of over 120 successful hits spanning 11 years of solid devotion to the corps.
 Successfully assassinated several rogue terrorist leaders in operations Belkan Blade, Frost Fall, and most notably Everest Blitz, as a solo operative with no support options. Highly skilled in the art of killing in many forms. Retired on good terms with his Corp, seeking a calmer career choice that still paid well.
 
 Personality: Calm, collected, and surprisingly restrained for his history; he approaches life with an easy-going attitude whenever he can. When teaching, however, he might be a bit harsh towards his students in life-or-death scenarios- but only out of caring for their survival once they start killing for a cause.
 
 Background: A rather average childhood based in a middle class family brought him a normal childhood- but as his teenage years approached, he tended to be the distant and silent type rather than the typical angsty and self-gratifying type that most of his high school class seemed to turn into. He graduated High School in the top 5 of his class, and moved on to college. During college- in defense of his only friend at the time- he shot 2 people down without remorse. After being expelled from college and serving a surprisingly short jail sentence, Gabriel was released into the custody of Redriver Assassin Corp, being trained and honed into the perfect killer.
 
 Any relevant handicaps or disabilities: He lost his right arm in an operation halfway through his service term, but it was replaced with an experimental mechanical/hydraulic replica with artificial skin. Its almost entirely unnoticeable unless one were to look close at the scarring pattern on his shoulder, chest, and back near that arm
 
 Reference pic: http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/165621_1641862840218_1046244429_31468521_7571098_n.jpg
 
 Gaia Name: Miles Marshall
 Character Name: Igor Zovoroftko
 Age: 30
 Career of interest: N/A (Espionage and MMF [Mastering Mind-F***ery] teacher, Boys Dormitory Head)
 Personality: The only exception being when he's playing mind games with someone, Igor is very cool and straightforward, speaking bluntly and logically despite the situation
 Background: Born and raised in a taiga in the wilderness of Soviet Russia, Igor was raised to become one thing: A member of Spetsnaz, the Russian military Special Forces. In his training, he was taught to be emotionless to the horrors of war, and taught to be an angel of death on the battlefield. At age 25, he defected from Russia for unknown reasons and was picked up by Nurthalos for his expertise in espionage and psychological warfare
 Any relevant handicaps or disabilities: When attacked by a pack of wolves during his training, he lost sight in his right eye, leaving him with a discolored iris and scars across the general area of the eye
 Reference pic:  http://ps2media.ign.com/ps2/image/article/519/519212/psi-ops-bio-6-jov-leonov-20040526050257974.jpg (except with scars over his right eye and a trench coat, black tank top, and camoflague cargo pants in place of the ... thingy he's wearing in the pic XD)
 
 Gaia Name: Miles Marshall
 Character Name: Derosia Mortisia
 Age: 25
 Career of interest: N/A (Basic and Emergency Medicine teacher)
 Personality: Derosia is a jack-of-all-trades in many things, including personalities.
 Background: Born into a family of assassins, Derosia was born under a different name, but assumed her current name when she faked her death at 18 to escape the family business. Despite her disdain for assassination work, she practices the arts she was taught, and used those skills to help further herself as a First Response personnel. She was given her job at Nurthalos just recently , only accepting because of the increased pay and improvement of benefits.
 Any relevant handicaps or disabilities: She's been diagnosed by a psychologist with Multiple Personality Disorder... sorta. Due to her training under her family of elite assassins and spies, she's learned to control her condition to her advantage.
 Reference pic:  http://fav.me/d3hw977 (But with red hair and)
 
 Gaia Name: Miles Marshall
 Character Name: Gin Jaren
 Age: 20
 Career of interest: N/A (Security Detail)
 Personality: Gin is very laid-back and calm, except when he misses a dose of his meds. Then, he's about as agreeable as Manimal.
 Background: Born into a family of magaicians, Gin was the first person in the family to be born without the ability to use magic. Instead, he was born with a psychological disorder that brings him unexplainiable, extremely easy to set off rage. After trying several medications, his parents finally turned to Tetrahydrocannabinol, or THC. He started taking doses of the medication when he was 13, and soon became immune to the appetite and other normal side-effects of the drug. At age 18, he was disowned by his family and, seeking a job, was hired on my Nurthalos as campus security. As per his request, he is allowed to carry a live pistol loaded with concussive rounds on him so as to subdue any unruly students.
 Any relevant handicaps or disabilities: His psychological disorder, referred to as either URS, Unbridled Rage Syndrome, or ARS, Animalistic Rage Syndrome
 Reference pic: http://fav.me/dyuefo (the one on the left, but with much longer hair)
 
 Character Name: Temna Metsuki
 Age: 27
 Career of interest: N/A (Psycology teacher and head of the girl's dorm)
 Personality: Devious, Likes to toy with people, but does have a nice side. She just rarely shows it unless she feels you've earned the right to know her true self. Can be seductive at times just for the hell of it.
 Background: There isn't much known about Miss Metsuki, other than what she has willingly told people. She feels that if people aren't willing to go the extra mile to figure her out, then they aren't interested enough for her to care. some students actually avoid her because of her name, which is japanese for Demon Child.
 Any relevant handicaps or disabilities: She has a slight deformity in her leg, though it's hard to notice it unless you know about it. This makes it hard for her to stand or run for long periods and throws off her balance some.
 Reference pic: http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v252/sabrina100/violetta.jpg
 
 (Keep in mind that you can use multiple characters if you wish, and if you don't wish to be a student, you can always be a teacher or one of the staff. Don't limit yourself if you don't want to be limited. ^^)
 
 Students:
 
 Gaia Name: Miles Marshall
 Character Name: Miles Marshall
 Age: 16
 Career of interest: Gunsmith
 Personality: Blunt most of the time, he looks at things logically rather than emotionally
 Background: Born into a family of wealthy CEOs, he always yearned to be a gunsmith, to make something someone could protect himself with. At age 13, with the assistance of Dionysus, he fought for and won emancipation from his parents and joined Nurthalos as a student.
 Any relevant handicaps or disabilities: N/A
 Reference pic: http://fav.me/d2tc8ig
 
 Gaia Name: Darius RPer
 Character Name: Maxwell "Silverhammer" King
 Age: 17
 Career of interest: Assassinations, Narcissism, being a Casanova (Does not know what that means, someone just told him that he should do it and Max thought it was a cool idea), Assassinations again, being everyone's favorite lovable rogue.
 Personality: Subject displays classic symptoms of narcissism: delusional belief that everyone loves subject, subject thinks that they are prefect, subject prone to senseless violence, subject prone to scaring people... (raises an eyebrow before reading further) subject perfect for being an assassin.
 Background: Maxwell is a career narcissist, having started in the fifth grade when one of his female school teachers thought he was really cute, prompting him to go down the path of a narcissist. He peaked in the eight grade, where he was known through his middle school as "p***k-boy", "pretty boy", "Casanova", "Leonardo DiCaprio", and "Maxwell Silverhammer," gaining him the nickname which he uses today. However, as time went on, he began to feel that his life wasn't... cool enough. He didn't have enough sexy women running after him, and was lacking a cool job.
 
 So then one day, when in class as a regular junior, he was passed a note about The Nurthalos School of Excel. He thought it sounded cool, so he decided to ditch his high school, and just walked into Nurthalos to begin taking classes to be an assassin, because "It's the best job /EVER/!!!"
 Any relevant handicaps or disabilities: IS. A. TOTAL. p***k. (That is all that is all that is needed to be said.)
 Reference pic: http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx148/tyela/Anime and Manga/darius.jpg?t=1306668606
 Theme song/Battle Theme: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7a85QGrW1zY&feature=related (Resonance)
 
 Gaia Name: SuccubusMusic
 Character Name: Miira Shethi
 Age: 17
 Career of interest: Pediatrician
 Personality: Quiet, loving, shy, and trusting.
 Background: She is the twin sister of Maii. They grew up in a normal enough neighborhood with normal enough parents, but both she and her twin are geniuses. She is the "good" twin. She wished to become a pediatrician to save lives and help children.
 Any relevant handicaps or disabilities: She can't hear out of her left ear.
 
 Gaia Name: SuccubusMusic
 Character Name: Maii Shethi
 Age: 17
 Career of interest: Assassin
 Personality: Dark, mysterious, proud, cynical, and sarcastic.
 Background: She is the twin sister of Miira. They grew up in a normal enough neighborhood with normal enough parents, but both she and her twin are geniuses. She is the "bad" twin. She wishes to become an assassin mostly for the rush of power she feels when she takes someone's life. She is being watched by the FBI for their suspicion of her involvement in a string of homicides.
 Any relevant handicaps or disabilities: She can't hear out of her right ear.
 
 Reference pic: (The one on the left is Miira, on the right is Maii)
 http://i950.photobucket.com/albums/ad349/Shayde_Rogers/My Charries/ion.jpg
 
 Gaia Name: Nandoral
 Character Name: Alisa Gardener
 Age: 16
 Career of interest: Many, ranging from Taekwon-do instructor to Marine biology, but at this point she is leaning more towards Psycology
 Personality: Outspoken, she isn't afraid to speak her mind. Most people mistake her preferance for darker colored cloths as a symbol of her personality also being dark. This is a judgement that isn't true. She is actually quite nice and kind hearted (However, her understanding of the human psychi helps her with putting on fake persona's, thus allowing her to have many personalities if needed)
 Background: Alisa is a relatively average teenager in most respects except for one thing. She is able to easily read a persons body language and find the real emotions hidden behind the mask. This led her to want to be a psycologist, since she was somehow able to get better results than trained professionals.
 Any relevant handicaps or disabilities: None
 Reference pic: http://i896.photobucket.com/albums/ac168/Aokidanza/Other/Anime/Girls/1276268657_7369_full.jpg
 
 Gaia Name: Nandoral
 Character Name: Aiden Lhyn Cordellie
 Age: 17
 Career of interest: Assassination
 Personality: Secretive, seemingly cold, but buried within is a heart that is still kind and caring.
 Background: For the longest time, Aiden lived a normal life in an upper middle class family. It wasn't untill he was twelve that things changed for him. His parents had gone out for the night, just to get away from the kids for a bit. He had stayed the night at a friends house while his older sister stayed home to watch over things. Sometime durin the night, someone broke into the house, raped and sevearly beat his sister. His parents came home to find their daughter tied down to a bed nearly dead. They called 911 and got Aiden from his friends house, needing to make sure their other child was safe. His sister ended up dying a couple hours later.
 There was a long investigation, and the cops were able to find and arrest the man who had taken Aiden's sister from him. A month later, when they were waiting to see what was to happen to the man, something came up. It turned out that someone had forgotten to sign the proper papers, and all the evidence that had been gathered was now useless. The man ended up walking out that day a free man, unpunished for the crimes he comitted. Aiden couldn't stand the thought of it, knowing that he could try to hurt another family. So, that night, he followed the man, waiting till he was in an area alone before jumping the guy from behind and snapping his neck.
 Ever since then, Aiden hasn't been the same. He seemed outwardly cold and didn't talk as much as he once did. He had chosen what he wanted to do in life...bring justice to those who slipped through the legal system. Aiden began training himself in the ways of the assassin, hunting down people that were able to escape law enforcement. Several years later, he still remained unknown as the one who had killed over a dozen unconvicted rapest and murderers.
 Any relevant handicaps or disabilities: Not really a disablity, but once he engages a target, he becomes extremely sadistic and can stay that way for several hours after the mission is complete. It is advised not to be near him when he's in such a state of mind.
 Reference pic: http://i184.photobucket.com/albums/x204/KaedeTsubasa/Guy.jpg
 
 Gaia Name: Miles Marshall
 Name: Nami 'Gokkano' Karosaka
 Age: 13
 Career of Interest: Crisis Counselor
 Personality: As her nickname implies, Gokanno being Japanese for frigid, Namo is extremely cold, sometimes to the point of scaring others.
 Background: Namo didn't have a normal moment in her left since she was 7. At that age, her parents' housemaid started to show romantic affection towards her in secret. On her 8th birthday, she was given a 'present' by the housekeeper in the form of sexual intercourse. Once the truth of her predicament set in three days later, two days after the housekeeper deserted her job, she vowed to become something greater than she was. Since then, she trained himself on not only how to distance herself from people who could harm her, but to mentally tear them down with maximum brutality. Hoping to help those afflicted with misfortunes like hers, she came to Nurthalos, thanks to hier uncle Maon, to pursue a career as a crisis counselor.
 Any relevant disabilities or handicaps: Suffers from a complex that causes her to seek maximum gender ambiguity: shown by wearing ambiguous clothing, short tomboyish haircuts, and even hiding her breasts via chestwraps
 Reference pic: http://fav.me/d39qp1f (minus all the gear, and a gray duster on top of it all)
 
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                     Posted: Thu Jun 02, 2011 10:56 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            ((Alrightski, since we have enough people to start, I'll begin orientation))
 At the front of the school is a small crowd of people gathered before a stage, a podium set in the center. As the crowd chatters dully, a man in a straitjacket approached the podium and speaks into it. "If I may have your attention please." The crowd simmers down, and the man continues to speak. "Thank you all for attending this years orientation of Nurthalos School of Excel. I am Maon Karosaka, Dean of Admissions and Discipline here. Today, you've made the first step towards a great future for yourself, and your families. Today, you take your first step into becoming one of the famous, or infamous, names of tomorrow. You were all chosen because you took the initiative to show the world that you have what it takes to be one of the greats. You've been given the chance to learn from the best minds in the fields you wish to enter. What you do with the knowledge you obtain here is up to you." As the man in the straitjacket leaves, a man with white hair steps up to the podium and speaks into the microphone in a calm, almost sedating voice. "If the students would please line up at the table over yonder, you'll be given your schedules for the first semester. Classes start tomorrow, so please make your ways to your respective dormatories once you've received your schedule, and you'll be given room assignments." The man stepped away and disappeared from sight.
 
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                     Posted: Thu Jun 02, 2011 11:25 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            Alisa was somewhere near the middle of the mass of soon-to-be students, having gotten there a bit to late to grab a spot near the front. Unlike her usual self, she had been rather clam and quiet since arriving. These people were new, and the ones around her didn't seem to want to engage in coversation with her. This mattered very little to her, exspecially once the orientation began. As soon as she saw the man that spoke to them, her eyes widened, for the staight jacket that bound him had caught her eye. Alisa only half paid attention to what was being said, her mind more focused on getting a glimpse into his. She already knew what she wanted to do by the time she graduated before the dean walked off the stage.It was only when he left that Alisa snapped back to the here and now of things. There was another young man now, telling them about when classes started and where they needed to go...the usual stuff for new students. Thankfully this was short, and the tables he had pointed out were decently close to her. It sisn't take long for her to get her list of classes, and as she scanned over them, once seemed strange. It was simply labled as MMF, but there was no explination of what the letters meant. The mysteriousness of it only made Alisa that much more curious. She figured that, if she got to her room quickly enough, she could explore a bit and delve deeper into the secrets of the school, so she rushed off to the dorm area after getting the dirrection from the one who had given her the schedule.
 
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                     Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2011 4:21 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            Waiting outside the girl's dorm was a red-headed woman leaning against the wall, eyes closed in contemplation. "I wonder what the turnout's gonna be like this year..."
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 Waiting in front of the boy's dorm was a man with a somber look on his face, and scars sprawled across one of his eyes, said eyes covered by a pair of teashades. "Let us see what I'll be dealing with this year..."
 
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                     Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2011 4:23 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            Miira & Maii MirraMirra smiled to herself. Such a beautiful place. She spun about, but stopped quickly, aware of the eyes on her. "Maii, isn't this great?" She skipped to the table closest, clamoring over the crowd, and picked up her schedule. "This is gonna be so fun!" MaiiMaii had to smile at her twin's antics. She noticed the teacher shouting for the Assassin class and walked over. She didn't have to push through the cloud, her cold aura repelled all those around her, creating a path for her to get through. She picked up the papers and grabbed a pen. She signed the wavers and handed them to him. The "Live Fire" release form didn't intimidate her. If she was stupid enough to get shot and die in this class, she deserved to die. 
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                     Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2011 4:44 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            ((Just to speed things along, Kaim is at a gig with his band, so once you get your schedule, just go ahead to the dorm. X3 Probably should've mentioned that earlier. Herpityderpity. XD))         
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                     Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2011 5:54 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            Combat 9 -------------------------------------- As the students mingled and signed up for their respective classes during the annual orientation, there was one group of students that stood by the assassin's table and didn't move. Each of them wore the same style of uniform: button-up dress suits for the men with black trousers, and black blouses with a matching short black skirt for the ladies. However, besides the uniforms, they were all completely different. Some had other clothes on top of their uniform, other carried medical equipment, cards, and other strange object. But despite their bizarre appearance, everyone who had been to the school before knew their name.  For they were the Combat 9, an elite group of students who all took part in the assassination classes. Some did other classes on top of that, but assassinations was their thing. On top of what had been seen of them in classes from day to day, their were many rumors circulating around the school. Claims that they were the reason behind the last assassination teacher's mysterious disappearance, that their leader was a demon in human form, that they hunted evil spirits at night, and other such things. However, there was one thing that all the students agreed about them, and that was that they were completely insane.  ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ As Maii turned to head to the girls dormitory, one of the members of Combat 9, a frail, nervous-looking young man broke away from the group and walked up to her, putting a hand on her shoulder to stop her from moving. "Hey, where are you going? Your hot... you should come with"  An arm wraps around his neck as one of the other members, a man of about 19 who wore a lab coat and carried a large case full of medical equipment, dragged him away. By this point, the other members of Combat 9 had moved to surround Maii, a few looking at her, but most at that other two who were struggling, the frail young man quickly losing to the scientist guy. "Argh! I can't stand it when you do this, Rank 4! Why do you always drag me away before I can talk to anyone?!" the frail man shouted, pushing away Rank 4 and glaring at him. "I mean...!" Rank Four adjusted his glasses and smiled after. "Calm down, Rank 10. You'll burst a blood vessel..." He then chuckles. "Especially after at adjusted the thickness of your veins..."  Rank Ten turned purple in the face from his rage. "For the last time... I am not your test subject!", he practically bellowed as he charged forwards and punched Rank Four. Right as he did so, Rank Ten heard a crack as his fingers broke on Rank Four's body. "What the...?" He stammered as he began to go into shock. Rank Four laughed, a real mad scientist's laugh. "I might have removed 25% of all your calcium from your body. Better hurry to the First Aid stand before you break anything else..." Rank Ten turned and glared at Maii... "I haven't forgotten your face just yet, sweet" Rank Four continues to speak, unaware that he wasn't being listened to. "Rank One also informs you that if you try to harm or interact with that girl anymore... He'll send Rank two to kill you in your sleep." Rank two was a shadow of a young girl with a blank expression on her face and in her eyes... almost as if she lacked a soul. Rank Ten growled at this, knowing he was beat, and then left, heading to the first aid stand before anything else happened. Maxwell "Silverhammer" King -------------------------------------- Maxwell slicked back his hair as he walked over to the pediatrician station, having seen a cute girl there while he was looking for the assassination table. He had noticed the Combat 9 there, and had been felt a chilling presence coming from them. "To think that I'll be taking classes with /that/ lot..."  His thoughts were interrupted when he spotted Miira, the cute girl that he had spotted earlier. "Hey!" He called out to her as he moved towards her. "Yeah, sorry about the commotion, but I'm afraid I don't know your name. Must be lovely. My name is Maxwell King." He smirked, slicking his hair back as he did so. "What's yours?"         
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			            A man with long blonde hair stepped out of the main building and started wandering around the campus, looking around calmly through barely-opened eyes. "New year means I gotta start figuring out who to watch... If it's anything like last year..." He continued roaming the campus, making sure everything was relatively peaceful.         
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                     Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2011 9:38 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            (Sorry it took so long. Messing around with my profile.) Miira & Maii MirraMiira turned to the strange boy talking to her. "I'm Miira." She said in a quiet voice, looking down. Her face was bright red.
 MaiiMaii stood there, unimpressed by the show going on in front of her. She smoothed the black ripped jeans she was wearing under her skirt and smiled coldly. "Aw, the big boys think I need protection. I can handle myself."
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                     Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2011 10:05 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            A boy stepped out of a room in the boys dormitory, yawning as he stretched his arms. "Well, looks like it's another year..." He scratched his side as he made his way out to the front of the building, waving to the man waiting in front of it. "Afternoon, Igor." He made his way to the table outside where Gabriel was and grabbed his schedule before heading back towards the dorm.         
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