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 Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 10:40 am
This is the class for the bratty little E.A.T kids. -Sees Shinigami-sama- I mean this is the class for the elite members of the E.A.T class! -smiles as shinigami-sama leaves- Any how, the weapons and meisters in this class are extremely talented and will often be those combating against the forces of evil on the behalf of the DWMA. Really though some of them are so snotty! I asked one what time it was once, and he actually told me it was time to kiss his a**!? Why would he do that?!? -hangs head- My pride. -cries-
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 8:54 pm
 ❝Each section
of the British Isles
has its own way of
laughing,❞A few students were already seated in the classroom when Marina entered. Such was the nice thing about teaching the EAT class--a few more students would add onto this handful, but since they were only ten percent of the entire student population, there would not be too many. Unlike the NOT class, which was pure chaos. Sure, some of the EAT students were self righteous, but that was true of any class one walked into. Marina would take some snide push back over having to deal with a ridiculous amount of students any day. It wasn't even just about personal preference. The NOT class was almost impossible to control. Luckily, Marina was quite skilled at controlling classes. That didn't meant that she enjoyed it. Now, in the EAT class she could not only control them, but she could teach subject matter that was actually interesting to her. The EAT class was the more advanced of the two, and should there be a battle they would be the ones allowed to fight. Yep, yep... Was best to get herself familiar with the people that Lord Kid trusted to watch her back in combat, too. Even if they weren't totally trustworthy, Marina would sooner trust one of her students waving around a weapon than a kid she did not know waving around a weapon.
Maybe she should head over to the NOT class. Marina heard some noise, and figured that the teacher, whomever the poor soul was, had not arrived yet. She looked over all the students here; there were so few that there was little noise, even with each person chatting as much as each person in NOT. Just fewer numbers... Marina decided that while chaos ensued in NOT, she would be perfectly content sitting by and letting it happen in the safety of her own classroom. Sitting... The Death Scythe looked around for a chair for the teacher to sit in, to no avail. Did they figure that teachers didn't want to sit down, too? With a sigh, Marina approached the black board and pulled out a piece of chalk. On the board, in haphazard handwriting, Marina wrote "Especially Advanced Talent" with "E.A.T." under it. They already could figure that it was Class Crescent Moon, so such was not really a problem. After Marina stepped away from the black board, revealing the writing on the board to all of the students who had already arrived, one of the few students swore and left the class in a hurry. There was always one in the wrong class.
Class wouldn't start for a few minutes, and there were still some students missing so Marina couldn't start class early. On top of that, Marina didn't have a place to sit for those couple of minutes. With a sigh, Marina rested her elbows on her podium and rested her head on her left hand. Her right fingers drummed quietly on the surface of the podium. She was casually standing in a way where her left ankle was crossed behind her right though still in a manner in which she could keep her balance. Overall, she looked extremely casual, just standing there, and in fact the way she was standing was not all that uncomfortable. Marina knew how to quickly regain her composure, but until then it never hurt to relax a bit. Then again, it wasn't as if composure was all that important; Marina was not a laid-back individual, but nor was she uptight. There was a medium between the two where Marina somehow managed to hover. And hover in the middle she had since first coming to the DWMA.
Seeing all these members of EAT brought back Marina's own memories of being in the class. Her first day at the academy. She had met Rafael before even entering the classroom, though Marina couldn't recall whether they picked a fight like so many do if they've already found a partner. Thinking back, she seemed to remember that they were different for not picking a fight. Rafael had never been one to pick fights... Or fight at all... More the type that sits at home and watches chick flicks... In hindsight, he also gave remarkably good fashion advice and somewhere in Marina's mind, she now questioned his sexuality. But the more prominent wondering in Marina's head was where Rafael had wandered off to. She pondered this while a few students came in and Marina waited for the bell to ring for class to begin. Marina thought that at one point she had seen him on the cover of some fashion magazine. Then again, he had such a generic look about him that at times, Marina could mistake a complete stranger for him, even after being partners for four years. Maybe he was dead. Who knows.
[801 Words]
[~3,000 Words Total]
[3 Unused Stat Points] ❝Except W A L E S,
which D O E S N ' T.❞
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 3:43 pm
The sweet melody of heels tap in unison. As two shadows appeared in the window of the classroom door they seemed to stand there for a moment. On the other side of the class were two boys. Dorien Masters a Meister of the EAT class, and his younger brother Guy Master the Demon Lance of the NOT class. With Dorien being a member of the EAT class Guy was forced into taking harder classes throughout the day while Dorien would have to sit in on lower leveled classes. This was one of the many reasons why the DWMA request for Meisters and Weapons be in the same class in order to have working schedules and no one would be over challenged and no one would go without an actual challenge. Dorien looked at his schedule and looked at the class room. Guy on the other hand had a confused look on his face as he ran his finger down the sheet of paper. As Dorien placed his hand on the door nob Guy reached out for him and grabbed his left shoulder. Turning around slightly and taking a look at his younger brother he gave a confused smile and said
"What's wrong Guy? Nervous?"
"I don't think I have this class with you. It's not on my schedule."
"What did you say? That's impossible, you have to be reading it wrong. Let me see it."
Dorien took his hand off of the door and took the paper from Guy who handed it over with little effort. Looking down the long hall way Guy slowly started to walk around while Dorien looked along the page. Crossing his own schedule with Guy's he found the problem the time was the same with his Basic Training Class. Who in their right mind would be able to take two classes at the same time. Well Dorien thought he could for a second but then again it was sounding more and more impossible. As he stood there he shook his head and called Guy back over. The young weapon walked back over with a pimp like walk as Dorien handed him the schedule. They spoke for a moment about Guy's choices but before Dorien could finished Guy was already walking down the hall and giving him a wave goodbye. Dorien stood there with a empty face.
"Easier the class, the better. I would rather be with a bunch of idiots than you smart asses. Besides I'll look smarter in that room I guess."
"You never challenge yourself...Fine. At least remember what I said. No fighting. You have alternative classes on that list. So if something in EAT sounds more interesting just go to that class!"
Guy just waved and kept walking away. His face had a large grin on it as he lowered his hand and placed them into his pockets and made his way down to the NOT hallway ready to see how the NOT students actually acted. Meanwhile Dorien opened the door and saw the woman before and half the class full already. Walking past his teacher he walked up the stairs to the middle section where there were five open seats. He took the middle of the five seats and took off his leather jacket exposing his forest green vest and tie along with his long white sleeve shirt; the sleeves were rolled up to elbows but were neatly done. He looked like a black version of a British student from one of those school boy movies. Dorien sat in his chair and waited for class to start.
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 6:31 pm
  ❝You don't get it; we're not even trying yet, step down now.❞[ ☆ Meister █ Black Blood █ Fusion of Meister and Weapon █ 40 Soul Wavelength ]With a yawn Red☆Star walked into his classroom groggily and sat down near the front row of the seats, his eyes half closed it would not be too long until he would need to take a nap. Looking up all he saw was breasts. Suddenly his face turned pink and his mouth dropped open as they often did in children's cartoons! They were huge! 'SOME NINJA YOU ARE BAKA! COULD YOU NOT EVEN CONTAIN YOUR DAMN EMOTIONS FOR EVEN A MOMENT!' Not even Bane screaming in his head could distract Red☆Star from his target. Quickly he stood up and regained his composure and swiftly walked up to his teacher and leaned on the teachers desk. Casually he smiled and winked. "So, miss when are you going to let me take you out to dinner?"Suddenly Red☆Star's head began to pound, Bane again. 'You....are...utterly useless.....' Red☆Star smiled. [ Word Count:343 █ Points:1 █ Enemies defeated:0 █ Souls Collected: 0 ]
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Sarius Tanaka Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 11:45 pm
Dante walked in the classroom with Angel following from behind. This was the first day of school and Dante was hoping nothing bothersome will appear because he knew if was a few seconds earlier then that Dorien kid he might have been pressure into a battle. He didn't think he was better the Dorien, but he knew that Angel had a big mouth and would have gotten them in trouble. Dante turned to looked at the teacher as he walked in. He thought she was decently cute, but wasn't his type. He was more into girls with longer hair and usually with darker hair color. He gave a smile too her as he nodded in respect. Angel looked at the teacher and gasp like a little fan girl. "Oh I love how our sporting that short hair Miss Teacher," Angel said before he place his hand over his mouth and said "Aw." Dante turned around, "Can you just not talk for like ten minutes out of the day?" he said with a sigh. He gain the habit sighing because Angel does so much to cause this reaction. "Oh look the cute red head boy is this class with us," Angel said completely changing the subject. "I believe his name is Red☆Star, Dante said as he place his hand into his pockets. "A Star Clan member how interesting. My grandfather gave some detail that they master of the ninja arts. Sadly that all I really know about them except for their names are usually colors and which I find kinda of weird," Dante thought to himself as he made his way up to the last on in the middle. As he walked up the steps he glance at Dorien for a moment. Dante was still curious of this one and Red☆Star; however the ninja was a little too much wondering to put interest into him. "Oh that's very cute name. Too let you know I like the color red and I myself is a star," Angel said before he follow Dante and sat right next to him. Dante hope people will realize Angel was a boy and not a girl because then Angel will most likely wear somewhat guy clothes; however the personality wouldn't change one bit, but not seeing him in a dress will be good enough. He getting quite tired of Angel acting more and more like a female.
Words= 404 :: Points= 2
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 10:58 am
As the young ninja assaulted their teacher in a flirtatious manor all the young Meister could do was turn his head and sigh out of embarrassment. 'To think I just wasted my time and got dirty over someone like that.' Just as Dorien was thinking to himself he saw the cross dresser and his meister enter the room. Dorien closed his eyes and looked away in a slight disgusted way that shamed his personal honor as a man. 'Stereotypical queer, I swear, this is one of the many reasons why I would never come out to the world in full. People like that give the name homosexual a bad name. Lucky for me I have an alternative. But still I feel bad for those who don't. They have to deal with things like that on a daily basis. Talk about annoying.' Dorien sighed as he stood up from his seat and took his things in both arms as he walked to the front of the class and over to the door.
As much as the young Meister didn't like or believe in skipping he was already tempted. As Dorien reached the front of the class he raised his book above his head and hit Red☆Star on top of the head.
"No. Bad puppy." he said as he shook his head and hit him a second time. "Come on Red☆Star, lets give our nice teacher some room and to teach and then you can flirt as much as you want after class. Besides, you're booked for tonight. Remember?"
As Dorien was assaulting Red☆Star the door opened again and in the opening of the perfectly crafted wood stood Guy; Dorien's weapon partner. Dorien looked at his younger brother with a puzzled face as he sighed and walked over to him and hit him in the head with the large book. Guy grabbed his head in pain and began yelling asking him what he hit him for. Dorien didn't yell back but he hit him again then in a sweet tone asked a single question.
"Why aren't you in class Guy?"
"Your crazy girl friend ended class for the day and told me to come here."
"So I was right, Rin is teaching NOT. Well that's good for her. She really wanted to do that for a while now. Um...sorry for that."
Guy smiled and grabbed his own book and hit Dorien in the knee and while his older brother went down to grab his knee he looked up at Guy holding his hand down to him to help him up. Dorien laughed as he took his brother's hand and stood up as he lead him to where he was sitting. Guy and Dorien took their seats and began to pass notes back and forth speaking about Guy's class and how Rin was acting. Dorien completely forgot about Red☆Star for a moment and was more focused on his own reasons for being in the EAT class.
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 2:28 pm
❝Each section
of the British Isles
has its own way of
laughing,❞One of the kids from earlier arrived first, followed by the last couple students. Not very many total, which was better for what she had planned. The Death Scythe uncrossed her legs and began to stand up in a stretching manner as one of the students approached her. Red hair and garbed in ninja clothes, Marina assumed that this was Red☆Star, a member of the Star Clan. He asked her about when she was going to let him take her out to dinner, and Marina returned his flirtatious remark with a blank stare. The other Meister stepped in, and without even acknowledging Red☆Star's remark, Marina addressed the class. "In cases you weren't aware, this is the EAT class." as she said this, she gestured to her barely legible hand writing on the black board. Any students in the wrong classroom had already departed, and so she was saved the trouble of having to wait for the last couple of students to pack up their things and hurry over to the appropriate class.
"You've all surely read the handbook," she continued, though quite frankly very few students really read the handbook. When she first came to the school, she already knew most of the answers to the questions, and most in the EAT class were the same. Because of this actual lack of reading the handbook, Marina proceeded to explain, "And thus you understand that the EAT class is the 10% trusted to fight against dark forces." On a somewhat unrelated train of though, Marina added, "Advanced Soul Resonance." This was the class she would be teaching, and she would take it over teaching the basics any day. She thought that she heard that Meister from earlier mention that someone by the name of Rin was teaching NOT. Marina didn't particularly pride herself in knowing any other teachers around the academy, so she was completely unaware of this person. Whoever they were, they were tasked with the class Marina was thankful to have gotten out of being involved in, in any way shape or form.
For a moment, Marina tapped her left index finger on the podium in thought. "I am Professor Calzaghe," she said, remembering to introduce herself, "And I shall be your teacher." In case they hadn't picked up on that already. It could be noted that the DWMA was an extremely unusual school, and quite possibly in the future, they wouldn't find it strange for a complete stranger to stand in front of them and introduce herself, then state that she wasn't actually their teacher and leave. But as first year students, they still had their minds set to what was normal everywhere except the DWMA. Few could get adjusted to the fact that Lord Kid, a Shinigami, was so OCD that the entire school was perfectly symmetrical or that it was entirely normal to see a zombie walking about or any of the other quirks of the school in only the first day. Humans transforming into weapons was normal compared to all the other strange happenings of the school.
She clapped her hands together and continued, "Today we'll be taking a field trip to the cemetery. Apparently the older EAT students get to have the forest on the first day..." she muttered the last bit--it had been a source of mild frustration when Marina had been making plans for the first day. In all honesty she wasn't going to have a field trip at all, but better to have a little training mission in the cemetery than to not have one at all. Sure the cemetery was probably the creepiest place in all of Death City, but it would do these students good to feel a little bit of fear on their first day. Who knew what they would run into, but whatever happened it would help the students to become more tuned into their partner's wavelengths. The forest would have been better, training without fear of being maimed by zombies... Training without having to worry about disturbing the dead or whatever creepies lurk in the shadows. But the forest was taken, and the cemetery would suffice.
[695]
[~3,700 total]
[4 unused stat points] ❝Except W A L E S,
which D O E S N ' T.❞
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 8:33 pm
As Dorien and Guy heard the world trip they looked at each other and then stood up and raised a hand into the air. Waiting to be called on seemed to be out of the question for the two brothers as they began to speak in unison.
"On the first day?!"
Guy's voice sounded more excited while Dorien was more concerned for his learning. Dorien gave a slight glace at the clock and then back at Professor Cryman while Guy stood there in awe. Dorien slammed both hands on the desk top as Guy started to cheer in the name of a trip. Anything was better than reading about old witches and the differences between good and evil. It was like the two brothers were too different. They were fire and ice, dark and light. They had skills that complimented each other but with those skills came the weaknesses of the other. They may not have been the perfect match but their brotherly bond gave them something to look forward too.
"If we're going to skip classes all year, then I'm never going back to the NOT class. I'll take the harder course, see look Dorien and you were afraid I wouldn't be able to handle it. You worry too much D."
"It's not that kind of trip Guy, is it Professor? But I have to disagree with your idea. Taking a trip this late in the class period on the first day isn't smart, class is almost over and by time we reach the edge of the city class would be way pass over. What would be stopping anyone from just going home. There's only fifteen minutes of class time left. So I don't see why you are just now deciding on throwing a field trip."
"Come on D, look if you rather put your nose in a book and travel the boring lectures that Rin gives I'll switch you classes for the rest of the year. The big boobed teacher has my vote."
The brothers looked at each other for a second before their awkward glares caused them to sit down and look in the opposite directions. Dorien couldn't believe how stupid Guy was acting and Guy couldn't believe the same with his dear brother. They were polar opposites. Yet they worked beautifully together. Strange how things like that happened.
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Downlow Otaku Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 7:58 am
 тнє вℓυє ѕтαя σƒ нєℓℓ XXXXXXX❝Who can catch lightning in a bottle?❞ XXXXXXX❝Scream shut up at thunder?❞ XXXXXXXEAT Class || ★ Meister || Star Clan Memeber || No Weapon As the class had gathered already; footsteps could be heard echoing in the hallway; not a running rhythm but a comfortable walk. One would assume this person had no where to go in a hurry; but in reality; that very person was a student of EAT; and should be in class; albeit; he had turned up to the Placement exam late; and so now he was also late for Class. But he cared not; some of his black bangs would hang over his bright yellow eyes; a band aid on his cheek and a smile upon his face; making him appear somewhat cute; needless to say this young guy was probably the youngest in the EAT class so far; but probably by only a year at most.
As he approached the door to class; he took a deep breath. "Come on Aoi; we can do this; turn the handle; push the door and just enter; nothing hard about it; your training was much harder than this..." Yet as he went to grip the handle; he would freeze for a moment "But what if I'm not actually skilled enough to be in this Class; EAT Class is the Elite of the Academy; there is no way I could ever be classed as Elite; mediocre - yes. Good; possibly. But elite? Not a chance in hell; in fact there is a higher chance of me becoming the next Lord Death rather than be classed as an Elite Meister; I don't even have a weapon yet. So the only thing I can do is fight with my clans abilities. I need to find a weapon; and fast... No... Push" To which he would now grip the handle firmly and then push the door open; exhaling he opened his eyes and entered. He kept his head low slightly; but would seem comfortable with himself and the current situation.
But as he entered he would see his Brother... Red☆Star; his eyes widened and a large smile graced his face; his eyes lit up and he felt like running up to his brother and hug him then give him a dead arm. Yeah they may have a competitive relationship; but just knowing he was in the same class as his skilled brother was enough to put his worries at ease. So from his original posture he had entered with; his shoulders being shrugged up; and his muscle overly tense; his shoulders instantly dropped to a relaxed state; the smile sub-sided but he was now placed in a very positive state of mind. You could Say Blue☆Star was somewhat of a family person and had high values for his family; well more specifically; Red himself. Current Word Count: 000,000,450 Total Word Count: 000,000,540
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 10:59 am
Dante and Angel looked at each other after the two brothers talked in unison. They both found kind of weird since the brothers weren’t twins, but they shouldn’t think ill of the brothers. The Meister found it interesting that NOT let class out early and had one of the students come too EAT. “Why would we go to the Cemetery? Wouldn’t there be like Zombies there or something… Woo actually I am okay with going I always wanted to see a zombie!” Angel said in excitement. Dante stared at his partner for a few seconds like he is an idiot. “Don’t get too excited. I have to agree with Dorien on this one. Don’t get me wrong I rather not do class work, but it is a little late unless we stay longer in this class period and skip tomorrow class,” Dante said as he rested his head on his right hand. “Well can we go to the cemetery even if the class doesn’t go? I want to see zombies and blow their heads off!” Angel said with eager excitement. “I told you, you need to stop playing those zombies games and no we aren’t going to waste our no class time for a field trip,” Dante said with a sigh. He was getting quite bored in this class. His eyebrow arched in curiosity as the other kid walked into the class. “Seem likes another interesting person, but he looks like he doesn’t have a partner or his partner is in NOT like Dorien’s,” Dante thought to himself. He looked over at his own partner, Angel and notice he was still pouting about not able to see a zombie. Dante sighed and turned away from him. Dante didn’t want to deal with Angel over dramatic self. “Why do you care so much about fighting a zombie anyway?” he asked Angel. Angel slammed his hand on the desk as he got up, “Because it’s the American dream! Who doesn’t want to kick some zombie a**!?” asked Angel. Dante raised his hand, “I don’t,” he said. Angel glared at his partner, “You don’t count!” yelled Angel. Dante got up, placed his hand on Angel’s head and pushed him back to his seat, “Now stay.” Angel sat there with an annoyed expression on his face. Back in their hometown they were the most amusing people since they always bicker. Hopefully the teacher won’t punish them for being slightly loud.
Words= 406 :: Points= 2
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Sarius Tanaka Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 11:15 am
❝Each section
of the British Isles
has its own way of
laughing,❞"Fifteen minutes?!" Marina coughed after expressing her initial shock. In a swift motion, she brought her left wrist into view and examined her watch. What the kid said was true--she had begun as soon as all the students were in class, but it was several hours into the class period all ready. "I had planned on three hours..." she muttered while leaning backwards and trying to figure out what to do. It occurred to her that the students were extremely late. It was one thing to come in a couple minutes late, but they had come in several hours late. "Mr. Shields, Mr. Bourne, Mr. Fierce, Mr. Red☆Star and Mr. Blue☆Star, you will be serving detention for tardiness. Eventually." Right now, she expected that they wouldn't be serving detention for a couple of days. Technically it was her duty to force them to serve detention, but at the same time it was such a pain to monitor them, to make sure that they did what they were supposed to, etc. Easier to just say that they took detention. But that was irresponsible.
With that said, Marina turned from the class and began to erase the black board. Without turning around, she said to the rest of the class, "I don't even have enough time for my backup lesson... Everyone can feel free to go out into the courtyard and play with hairspray containers and cigarette lighters. The person who can come up with the best metaphor for relating such contraption to Soul Resonances will earn bonus points tomorrow." she knew that few of them actually would do so, and so this was actually Marina's subtle way of telling students that they could now feel free to leave and pick out their missions. Technically as a teacher she shouldn't be letting all of her students off this early, but due to the tardy students, any of her plans were out the window. Next time, she hoped that they would come with enough time to head over to the graveyard without having to deal with any time pressure. Or if nothing else have enough time for Marina to fit in a lesson. After all, she was a teacher and it was a teacher's job to teach the students something.
[382]
[~4,000 total]
[5 unused stat points] ❝Except W A L E S,
which D O E S N ' T.❞
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 1:14 pm
“Hold up! The schedule said too come to class at the time I came,” Dante said as he lift up a piece of paper of the schedule. Angel took the piece of paper away from Dante. “Oh that’s what this was for? I thought it suggest sheet. Like what time do you want class to start, sorry,” Angel said as he place the schedule back on the desk. Dante stared at Angel for a few moments. “It clearly says class schedule. How did you mistake that for a suggest sheet?” Dante asked him. He knew he would regret asking him the question. “Well I was playing Zombie madness and kind of got distracted slightly and I did say sorry,” Angel said as he crossed his arms. Dante eyebrow started to twitch, “Why do I even bother to ask you these types of questions?” he said as he sighed and sat back down in his seat. Angel shrugged his as he leaned back in his chair. Dante looked up at his teacher, “So when do we have too serve detention, so I can make sure not to miss it,” said Dante as he slam his head on his own desk. Dante couldn’t believe how stupid this situation can be.
Words= 208 :: Points=1
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Sarius Tanaka Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 5:04 pm
❝You don't get it; we're not even trying yet, step down now.❞[ ☆ Meister █ Black Blood █ Fusion of Meister and Weapon █ 40 Soul Wavelength ] Red☆Star smiled as he had seen his little brother Blue☆Star enter the class room. He was relieved to see that he had also made it into the EAT class, though in all honesty it was not much of a surprise, I mean let's face it he was a member of the ☆Star family and it was expected that they do great things. As he stood his mind began to wonder, and before he realized that Dorien hit him in the head. "What the hell did ya' do that for?!" He yelled but could not help but smile, as he watched everyone leave he looked over at the teacher and wondered about the party that Dorien had mentioned previously, smiling at his brother once more he looked at his teacher and tossed up his first to fingers in a peace sign before he walked out of the class. It was boring, and he would skip detention, but it was all whatever in his own mind. [/exit] [ Word Count:165 █ Points:0 █ Enemies defeated:0 █ Souls Collected: 0 ]
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