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 Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2011 7:12 pm
 The apartment complex known as Spooky Apartment Building that lies on the street Cross and Bones, is where the Lance wielding Meister Dorien Shield and Guy Master his partner lives. The apartment complex isn't like normal buildings it's actually seems more like a small house for those who are use to living in large up scaled homes. Spooky Apartments cost those who live there a total of $750 per month that doesn't include lighting, heating and cooling, gas, or cable. Because of Guy's amazing talent of trickery he scammed his grandmother into paying for their apartment as long as she picked the one they stayed in. Room or better seen as building number 414 use to be her building that she bought from the company so luckily for the two boys their rent is taken care of. They just have to keep all the old looking furniture and the creepy screaming doorbell that sounds like a woman falling into a well before breaking her neck. Other than that the apartment looks rather normal.
Main Ball Room
Hallways
4 Bedrooms
Dinning Room
Private Study Room
Basement
Courtyard
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2011 8:15 pm
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
Moaning and rolling over in the medieval looking bed Guy slammed his hand on the alarm clock and kept his eyes closed. Heavy foot steps pounded up the stairs and then down the hall. Slowly raising his head he looked at the door with one eye half asleep.
"Please be a dream..."
The weapon muttered as he heard his older brother calling his name from down the hall. Swearing under his breath Guy allowed gravity to take over his body causing his head to fall face first into the pillow. Slithering under his cover just as the door was kicked open. There he stood, dressed in his school uniform; a long sleeve white button up shirt with red stitching along the cuffs that was neatly tied together with a long skiny red neck tie, over the shirt was a tan almost mustered brown vest with a pair of dark gray slack. His black socks were hidden under his jet black leather boots that had four buckles that climbed up the side of his ankle. In his right hand hung his dark brown leather jacket. As Dorien stood in the room he covered his nose with his jacket and glared at his brother.
"Are you dead in here or something. It smells like a graveyard."
As Dorien insulted his younger brother's room he walked over to the window and opened the curtians creating a burst of light to free the room from the evil aura of shadows that the moon once cast. As all the curtains were open Dorien pushed open one of the windows and then the second one. A light cool breeze rushed into the room clearing out the vial smell that attacked the Meister as he entered the room. Walking over to Guy's lifeless covered body the young Meister kicked the bed with his left foot.
"Wake up already. I don't think you want to be late for your first day."
Guy grunted in pain as he heard the words 'first day'. The young weapon peaked from the covers and then retreated as the light entered his eyes.
"It's too bright out."
"That's because we live closer to the country line. We get the first rays of light. Don't you just love grandmother's apartment. You are the one who opened their mouth and told her that we were looking for a place to stay. Do you think I like being awaken by annoying birds every morning at the crack of dawn, right after I lay down to get some sleep after studying all night? So enjoy and take it like a man."
Dorien seemed very greatful that Guy's grandmother was letting them use her building and wasn't charging them but the whole point of them moving out and going to the academy was to learn how to be alone and do things by themselves. He wasn't really feeling like an adult with his younger brother acting like a baby every five minutes. As he stood there and listened to Guy complain about the sun and about how Dorien woke him up the Meister closed his eyes and lowered his head before his eyes opened wide. A burst of energy surged through the room as Dorien released his wavelength.
"I've had enough of your whining now get up slacker! You're going to school and you're going to attend all your classes and you will not complain about being in the NOT class at all! If you would have passed the damn exam you would have easily gotten in the same class as me. But for some reason you lack the intelligence to read over the answers you copied!"
As Dorien yelled the pressure grew to the point the whole house began to shake. As he calmed himself he walked over to the door placed his right hand on the handle.
"We're leave in fifteen minutes, if you're not dressed by then and down at the front door I'm not making you any dinner for a week. Got that?"
With that Dorien slammed the door and proceeded to head down to the main ballroom. As he walked down the stairs Dorien looked at all the pictures on the wall. The grand marble stairwell clung and clanked under his boots as he walked down the stairs. His green eyes glittered in the sun that peaked through the glass. As Dorien reached the bottom step he heard his brother's door open and then another door close.
"Thirteen minutes left!"
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2011 9:24 pm
As he looked out into the vast opening he glanced above his head and looked at the crystal lights. Placing his free hand on the railing Dorien counted backwards from ten in his head slowly once he reached five he began to slowly tap the rail and once he reached zero his brother yelled down the stairs for him to wait and that he made it on time. Dorien turned around and shot him a evil glare before walking up the stairs with a smile on his face. Guy slowly backed away as he knew what a smile meant when Dorien was angry not even fifteen minutes before.
"On time you say? On time is getting somewhere five minutes before, if you're on time then you're late. Never forget that Lu."
As soon as Dorien stopped walking and Guy felt his back touch the statue of a younger looking version of his grandmother he opened his eyes and started yelling at the top of his lungs.
"How many times do I have to tell you not to call me that?"
"Call you what?"
"Lucas!"
"But isn't that your name."
"Was my name."
"Clearly it's your name if you still answer to it."
"It's called habit."
As Guy ranted and raved about Dorien turned his back to him and walked down the stairs and threw his jacket around his body allowing his left hand to slide through it's sleeve first and then the right arm followed as if they were dancing with the jacket. As the long leather coat swirled behind Dorien, Guy ran behind him almost tripping down the stairs but caught himself. As he reached Dorien's side he shoved both of his hands into his pockets then followed his brother with a 'cool walk'. As the two reached the door Dorien reached his right hand inside his jacket and pulled out a pare of thickly tented black HaberVision sunglasses covered his eyes right before Guy opened the door. The room glittered gold causing guy to cover his eyes.
"You might want to buy a pair of sunglasses."
"b*****d."
Guy swore under his breath as he coved his eyes with his arm and walked forward into the bright light. As he enter the great outdoors and looked at the roses around the house Dorien followed behind him after locking the door. As the two brother walked down the road Guy turned and looked up at Dorien.
"So what's the NOT Class again? Nothing Over Trouble"
"You see, this is why you are in the class for morons and newbie Meisters and Weapons."
As Dorien insulted Guy the young lance stopped walking causing Dorien to stop and turn around and look at him.
"What?"
"I cheated perfectly on that test, I don't see how I didn't get a perfect score."
"Oh yeah, you did. But you got caught cheating not to mention you left evidence behind. Remember your sketch on the desk. Next time try to control yourself."
"Oh; well they can't seperate us like that."
"Actually they can. Be happy Lord Death is letting you be my partner. You almost got stuck with someone else."
"What?"
"Don't worry, I'm allowed to go to some of your classes and sit in but I will not be looked at as a student in those classes but as a student-teacher. But you will be forced to take some harder classes Guy. Meaning you will have a a couple of classes in the EAT Class. So if you want to move up you're gonna have to try really hard."
As Guy listened to Dorien speak a silent wind swept around their bodies. Then Guy said something stupid which just caused Dorien to shake his head and walk away. Just like a younger sibbling Guy followed behind his big brother as they made their way to the Death Weapon Meister Academy.
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 2:03 pm
 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 Blue ★ Star would appear at the doors; his usually attire on; the shoulder plate; the blue shirt; black jacket; yellow belt and steel capped boots. But now upon his face he bore a mask. But aside from that; no fancy clothing; to be perfectly honest; this was the mask he had planned to wear out on missions. So now just outside the house's doors; drenched in rain he applied his soul wavelength around him first to stop any more rain from drenching him; and secondly it would begin to dry him off to almost a crisp. Basically he was now toasty warm. So he now knocked upon the door; the sound of static around him; as his soul wavelength kept his a** warm and dry. For now that was about the only use his soul wavelength abilities were good for. He would sigh. He remembered that the boy who had invited him was rather well spoke; and to be quite frank; Blue Star was completely shocked to be invited to the Party; he was the youngest knew nobody and well Dorien and Blue Star were complete opposites; or so that was the impression Blue Star had obtained. So he would sigh once more and await for the door to be answered. Current Word Count: 000,000,211 Total Word Count: 000,001,253
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Downlow Otaku Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 3:47 pm
 The rain poured down heavily as the home of Dorien and Guy seemed to be illuminated by light and brave music. The sounds of the party being thrown by the two boys seemed to reached the front gates of the complex. A black carriage with gold trimming creating a golden on the side of each of the horses. The carriage of night matched the the beast pulling it as they came out of the shadows; four black stallions with golden mask over their heads. As the carriage came to a stop the tapping of each horse's hove dug into the wet dirt as they paved a road. A short man wearing a black tuxedo and top hat came down from the head of the carriage holing a crimson umbrella. He was a strange looking old man, a pointed nose and a odd figure to match it. He looked frail yet plump. As the short man stood in the rain he opened the door to the carriage and opened the umbrella as he handed it to the figure inside.
A pale hand came out of the carriage as it took the side of the umbrella and held it into the air. The hand was clearly that of a woman. She held the umbrella high into the air before her body came from the darken carriage. The light from the sky and the large mansion of an apartment lit her body like a flame did to a candle. She was dressed in what looked like a Victorian styled wedding dress. The perfect blend of crimson and black flowed through the fabric; it was a hypnotic magical appearance. Think satin. Think brocade. Think laces. All done in a modern manner which will definitely exude the classiness of the olden days and yet project a contemporary demeanor. She clearly had a queenly appearance about herself, her neck was bare all except for a single crimson gem necklace. The gem seemed to glow and glitter in the light as it portrayed a bright red sun light before deeming. As she stepped down from the small step on to to the stone walk way her ruby high heel shoes clicked and clanked under her.
As she walked with her umbrella she kept her face covered until she reached the door way and saw another person standing there. Once she reached the door and she was safe from the rain she lowered her umbrella showing her mask off. It was a simple black mask covered in different colored gems that allowed her to keep her identity hidden at the party. As the door opened a man wearing the black suit along with the coat of arms of the Master's Family was on his sleeve, he clearly worked for the hosts of the party. He asked for the young woman's invitation, reaching into her long sleeves Rin grabbed her invitation and handed to the man. As he took her invitation and looked it over Rin gave a smile and bowed to her formally before handing her the invitation back. Rin handed him her umbrella and slowly entered the house.
The grand ball room seemed to be covered in people from everywhere, not only students but it seemed like other teachers were also invited. Dorien told her he through great parties but she didn't think he could get so many people in such little time at the academy. Walking down through the halls she almost seemed to have glided down the floor avoiding those who were dancing. As she reached the staircase she proceeded to climb to the top and walked down the hall to find her first pupil; Dorien. Rin stopped as she reached the top of the stairwell and looked down and out to the crowd. 'It's a perfect copy of Tohsaka Manor. I wonder who their grandmother really is?'
Lost in her thoughts Rin stood there looking as beautiful as she could. A delicate flower by appearance and a lion when faced with danger. What a deadly woman she was, but it was a party so there was no real reason for her to be anything else other than a perfect woman.
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 4:44 pm
  [ ☆ Meister █ ☆ Weapon █ The lance of god █ 48 Soul Wavelength ]The party had already begun. While the party had started the storm had the young boys in their rooms still getting ready; well Dorien at least. The harden pounding of a fist against the cherry wood echoed through his bedroom. His name rung through his ears as he stood in front of his mirror looking at himself. Dorien looked perfect to his own accord. Dressed in a double-breasted royal black jacket with white trimming along the front and sides of the jacket sleeves creating the coat and arms of the Master's Family with all buttons to the jacket done up. Underneath, he had a blood red long bow tie around his neck and over it, he wears three lines of crimson rope, two of which come from the top of his right shoulder and loop underneath his left one, while the third loops over and under his right shoulder. Over his left breast, he wears a pin that consists of a white bow with a profile view of Lord Kid hanging below it on a short chain. He was also wearing two belts, with one slung lower on his hips than the other. His jacket also seems to have much longer coattails than most Victorian styled suits. The cream pants are tucked into shadow black knee-high boots, over which are knee-high socks that have a line of buttons on the side, striped tops and a bow in the middle of the stripes on the outside of each one.
The pounding was slowly getting to Dorien as he finally called out to silence the one was was calling for him. As Dorien yelled out the door opened and Guy walked into Dorien's room wearing something similar in style but was a little different. His uniform is similar to Dorien's; however, he has some personal adjustments made to it so they didn't look exactly the same; the first difference was the colors. Guy wasn't ever one for dark colors. The first change he had was to the suit jacket which was a royal blue to match his newly dyed hair. The white pattern along the front of the jacket was left to it's own accord along with the cream pants. Guy had his jacket open, exposing a dark, lace-embellished, button-down shirt with a thin, long cream bow tie around his neck. A gold and silver medallion attached over the left breast to represent Lord Kid and a white belt cinched at the waist. He also was wearing lace-up knee-high boots and black gloves to match Dorien in style. Although Guy didn't have his pants legs tucked into his boots.
Dorien looked at himself in the mirror and tightened his tie a little more before his younger brother walked over and patted him on the back letting out a hard hearty laugh. For some odd reason Guy always found it better to make Dorien relax with a laugh and a pat on the back, but in Dorien's mind all he could do was curse under his breath at the pain it caused him to have his brother stabbing his palm into the center of his back.
"You clean up pretty good, I'm surprised Guy. Here I am thinking you needed help putting on that tie, but you actually did a great job tying it. "
"Yeah well you know, clip on ties are the way of the future."
As Guy mentioned he was wearing a clip on tie Dorien sighed and walked over to his closet and opened the door leading back into a long walkway. The walk-in closet was perfect in every way. Unlike Guy's who lack the perfection gene Dorien had it down. Color coded, in the order of season and importance. On one side of the closet he had casual clothes and on the other side there were formal, school uniforms, and official DWMA mission cloths he had made personally for himself. Dorien walked into the hall of dreams and opened a dresser in the back of the closet and reviled a desk full of neck ties. Grabbing a white tie he held it up to the bright golden light and closed the dresser with his free hand before walking back to Guy. With his left hand alone he removed the clip on tie and tossed it in the trash next to his study desk and then began to tie Guy's tie into a Victorian bow.
Guy struggled and cussed at Dorien for throwing out the tie he just bought and then for trying to strangle him. The older brother kept his composure and ignored Guy's cries as he tied the tie. As he finished Dorien walked over to his bed and grabbed a pare of white gloves and placed them on his hands before walking over to the door. Guy followed him and exited the room first and Dorien left right after. Turning his back to Guy, Dorien locked his door and placed his key into his pocket and then placed both his hands behind his back. A smile came across his face as he heard the violins and pianos being played in sync. Guy sighed and kept walking as Dorien hummed the melody out loud.
"Why couldn't we get a DJ?"
"It was either higher chiefs or get a DJ. I do believe food comes first."
"No one told you to higher a different chief for six different countries you expensive pig."
"But to have a proper party of this kind you must have the perfect food. Music comes of this talent and seeing how we already had relatives who played the instruments they were cheaper."
As Guy and Dorien made their way down the hall Guy kept complaining before they were stopped by two men in black suits. The two men were holding white pillows with a mask on each pillow. Each mask looked similar in style; domino style. One mask was as pure as the pillow it was on and the other was as dark as the angry clouds circling Death City. Dorien reached out and took the white mask and placed it on while Guy took the black mask and placed it on. Both half mask hid their identity for the most part only exposing their lips and chin. After the mask were taken the two men walked away with a simple bow. Guy went back to complaining until they reached the main ball room and stopped at the stairs to look down at everyone. Guy's moth was dropped completely open as he pointed at the girl dressed in the red and black dress not to far from them. Dorien lowered Guy's hand and turned their bodies forcefully before anyone could notice his action. Leaning over the banister Guy's face glowed with a large smile. He couldn't believe how lively the place looked.
"Pointing is rude moron, just try not to expose your identity. It's like a game of hide and seek. If someone figures out who you are, you're screwed."
"But, man she's pretty. Did you see her? She looks like a princess."
Dorien shook his head and then just walked away from Guy leaving him on his own accord as he went down to check on the food in the kitchen. Guy walked down the stairs after bowing to the young woman and went to go mingle and try and see if he could figure out any of the other people there. [ Word Count:1238 █ Points:6 █ Enemies defeated:0 █ Souls Collected: 0 ]
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Sarius Tanaka Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 6:20 pm
Two masked figures walked up too the home of Dorien and Guy. The two were Angel and Dante. Angel wore very eastern style of mask, he also had his fake long hair in a bun with all the pink highlights dyed black, so no one can figure out it was him and he was still wearing female clothing. Dante wore more of a darker type of mask, but kept his hair out. "Damn this house is big. Why can't we have a house like this? " Angel asked. "Because you keep spending our money and I don't see any problem is our apartment," Dante said. Angel glared at Dante through his mask. "Also why aren't you hiding your hair? You shouldn't let people know who you are and you are the only one I know of who has silver hair," Angel said as he played with Dante's hair. The young Meister glanced at his weapon, "I can't dye my hair like you can and you know that. Also I am not wearing no hat. Now lets go in," Dante said as he made his way to the door. "Your no fun," muttered Angel as he followed. Dante wasn't a party person which made another difference between him and Angel since his weapon loves parties. Dante still thought it was weird that Dorien invite him, but they were slightly similar in different ways from just how he present himself and also how he had too deal with a headache of a weapon like himself. Maybe this will be fun, but if it wasn't Dante was ready to just slip out and go back home to read a comic or a novel he wanted to read.
Words=284 :: Points=1
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 7:15 pm
[ ☆ Meister █ ☆ Weapon █ The lance of god █ 48 Soul Wavelength ] With Dorien out of the picture checking on the preparations of dinner Guy made his way around the ballroom. With every person Guy danced or spoke with recognized him even behind his mask. He eventually got to the point where he gave his mask to one of the butlers. Guy moved his newly ocean blue hair away from his eyes and let out a sigh as he stood in the center of the ball room and looked back up to the top of the stairs at the young woman in the red dress. Her beauty had his intoxicated. He couldn't figure it out. Who was she? Meanwhile Dorien was coming out of the kitchen. For a second he removed his mask and wiped his sweat from his brow. As the young meister removed the sweat the droplets fell from his hand and tapped against the ground before Dorien placed his mask back over his eyes. Placing his hands behind his back Dorien walked back down the long hall and into the ballroom before seeing two masked figures at the door. Dorien stopped and looked at them for a second before Guy came and placed his arm around Dorien's neck and let out a mighty call.
"Hey everyone! Doesn't my big bro know how to throw a party or what?"
Dorien turned his head and looked at Guy before muttering his name and noticed Guy's mask was gone and a large smile was on his face. Dorien moved Guy's arm from his neck and began to walk away from him and walked towards the two at the door.
"I'm sorry for him, it looks like my younger brother ruined the surprise. Welcome to our home. I'm glad you made it. But seeing how it's a party of keeping your identity hidden I shouldn't be reading your souls now should I? So I'll keep it a secret for now. But I'm happy you made it. Sorry about the rain. But it beats the near impossible infernal from this afternoon; don't you agree?" [ Word Count: 340 █ Points: 1 █ Enemies defeated:0 █ Souls Collected: 0 ]
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 8:59 pm
[ ☆ Meister █ ☆ Weapon █ The lance of god █ 48 Soul Wavelength ] As Dorien was socializing Guy walked up behind him and pulled him to the side. Dorien excused himself with a smile and a bow and looked back at the top of the stairs and noticed that a bunch of the teachers were mainly gathered at the top and in the northern halls. As Guy pulled Dorien into a shadowed corner Dorien looked at the large grandfather clock next to him. Guy sighed as he slowly but surly began to complain about the music choice again. Dorien ignored Guy as he looked at the men talking to the girl in red. Dorien closed his eyes and then opened them and looked at the souls in the room. Dorien's eyes scanned left and right. His eye's glowed a little darker under the mask as he looked around. By this time he had toned Guy out completely and once he noticed the soul he began to walk away from his younger brother.
"Yo, D! I'm still talking to you. Where do you think you're going?"
As Dorien made his way through the crowded room Guy noticed Dorien's target. Could it be that his older brother was going towards the very same one he was eyeing down since he first saw her when they left the top floor? Dorien was getting closer and closer as the swim through the crowd began to get difficult. That was until Dorien got tired of walking. Calling over one of the butlers he spoke to the man who nodded and knelled down on a knee. Dorien took a few steps back before running towards the butler, leaping into the air and on to the back of the man he pushed himself higher into the air. With a few acrobatic flips Dorien caused awe among the people. Grabbing the chandelier with a single hand Dorien swung forward and then released the golden hanging lamp and landed at the top of the stairs on the other side of the banister. Dorien flipped his hair from his eyes and then turned around and looked at the crowd as he silenced their clapping.
"I would like to thank you all for coming to our party. This will be the first party of the year. So I hope we will all turn out to be really good friends while we are at the Academy. All of my lovely guest you look beautiful tonight. We will now be serving a full course dinner in the dinning room. So once you're hungry please make your way there. The food options come from Korea, Japan, England, Germany, Southern America, and South America. So please eat till your heart is content." [ Word Count: 444 █ Points: 2 █ Enemies defeated:0 █ Souls Collected: 0 ]
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 9:28 pm
 Ϩkye Ҝyoya NOCHANGECOLOR⊀Meister 1 Star⊁
❝ Justice Has A Hammer And It's Name Is Skye ! ❞◢ ◣ Skye saw Leon was ready and he nodded at his comment. "Heck yea come on." He said as he began to walk towards the door. Then he realized something the suit he had on just didn't match his mood. He ran back in past Leon and pulled out another suit which for some reason was already nicely pressed it was a white suit with a navy blue dress shirt and slate gray tie. Skye threw it on and rushed back out the door. His mask being an all red mask that covered up his face up to his nose. He continued walking as he realized something, he had no idea where they were going....but then he decided to do something else use his Soul perception to see if he could find a large group of dormant souls moving rapidly, he began to sniff it out and found a scent he began running towards it "Come on!" Leon he said as he ran out the door into the rain. "why aren't we gun surfing again?" He asked aloud then remembering that it would wrinkle Leon's suit. He continued on towards the large apartment building running inside until he smelled the Souls they were so close the scent was burning his nose. He knocked on the door a little wet but still looking sharp waiting for his partner Leon to appear. DONOTCHANGETHISCOLORATALLBECAUSEITWILLMESSUPCODES◥ ◤ ❝ Justice Can Really Hurt ❞[236]
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 9:49 pm
An older gentleman opened the door and looked at Skye in his white suit. The feathers coming from his head made the old man tilt his head slightly. "Invitation sir?"
The pounding of thunder and the scary glare of lightning shook the grounds outside. The older man stood there with his hand open waiting for the invite. "Once you are in the house, please be sure to stop in the bathroom and get dried off. Use the bathroom on the bottom floor. We would like to keep the grounds as dry as possible sir. Once you pass through the door go to the right and make a left to enter a golden hallway then the bathroom is the first and second door on the right. Take the same path to go back to the party. Dinner is being served now. So please show me your invitation so you can enter; sir."
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 10:07 pm
____LeonHart____ "I don't believe in terms such as good or evil. We're all sides to a conflict, and the people who refuse to acknowledge that are nothing more than children,"
"Don't worry Skye, only those with class bother to show up fashionably late!" Leon said to reassure his partner, as the two ran through the rain. This was both of their faults, Leon reminded himself. It was his for trying to enjoy gunblade surfing as long as he could before he was dragged out to Tohsaka's bloody party and forced to socialize, and it was Skye's fault for having no sense of direction but refusing to admit it. At least he had had the foresight to bring his umbrella, and avoid getting his fancy wear wet. The design of his unmbrella however, a cartoonish skull shooting purple flames from its eyes, was quite embarrassing. That was what he got for buying a cheap umbrella at the bus station. Well, at least there was nobody around for them to see this. That was because they were the only two insane enough to be out in this weather wearing suits and masks. "If there aren't dozens of chicks at this party, I'm going on a murderous rampage." Leon shouted back at his eager friend, only half joking.
After one more turn at the corner, and another reassuring "No I'm sure this is the right way Skye, I've got the north star as my guide," which was a lie because the clouds were covering up every star in the sky. But, through sheer determination, and a little of dumb luck, the two had arrived at the right street. Where the party was being held was kind of obvious, it was the only victorian house on the block with a bunch of balloons hap-hazardly floating around it. "Balloons, what are they five?" Leon muttered as he reached into his coat pocket, and dug out his invitation. He expected to just walk right in, but the place had an actual invitation checker or, what was it called? A guard. It was rare to see one of those outside a teenager's party. "These kids must be loaded," he commented as the guard checked his invitation. Leon had been running for quite some time, he was unsure if Skye was still behind him. Oh well, if his partner got lost, that meant Leon would not have to spend the whole night watching him fail to hit on Rin. Something that would either be humorous or painful to watch, Leon had not yet decided.
The guard nodded to him, ignoring his various comments, Leon observed the man must have been used to dealing with teenagers. He sheltered himself under the overhang for a few vital seconds to prep himself before making an entrance. First step, throw the embarrassing dollar fifty umbrella into the bushes, and mark the spot so he could retrieve it later. Second step, yell out to Skye in case he was lost. "OVER HERE LORD SKYE!" Leon shouted at the top of his breath, startling the security guard with his sudden loudness. He undid the first two buttons on his old military dress and secured the mask around his face. It was a phantom mask, a white plastic costume mask taken from his favorite musical. It was a gift from Ellone, back when the two of them still saw each other. Leon opened the door, solidifying his excuse for being late in the back of his mind. It was so brilliant, no man could see through it.
"Sorry we're late, but we got distracted by a giant talking fish!" He announced to the first guest who managed to cross his path. Okay, not the most airtight excuse, but its not like the insane student body of DWMA could prove him wrong. Leon had arrived in time to watch a boy, presumably the host of the party, swing around on a chandelier like a monkey and make an announcement concerning what type of food the party offered. Japanese? That smelt like sushi to Leon. Sushi would need to wait, Leon had to find some girls to hit on. "Not a girl, not a girl," he muttered to himself as he surveyed the crowd. Then the thought dawned on him, this party is nothing but DWMA Students. Which in normal circumstances would be fine, as the DWMA employed both men and women, but Leon had already ruled the student body of Shibusen to be insane within his own mind. Whatever cheerful mood that had been brought to Leon from the hope of being able to hit on girls faded fast. Defeated, he sunk gloomily to the corner, only stopping to grab some punch on his way. It seemed his only entertainment for the night would be witnessing Skye fail to hit on Tohsaka. Alas, what a cruel bird fate was. For just then, he spotted a beauty at the far side of the party. For a moment Leon could not even recognize the girl dressed in victorian area attire from his sulking spot in the corner. Something about her beckoned him closer though, so Leon pulled the hood of his uniform up and began to work his way through the crowd. Shouting something along the lines of "Excuse me Miss," multiple times along the way. It was not until he had gotten close enough to observe the details of her elegant face more closely that he recognized her. Even with her mask it was hard to forget the aura of his crazy teacher Tohsaka, or perhaps for tonight Madame Tohsaka. Unfair, what right did she have looking like that tonight of all nights. How bothersome. Now he was close enough that she would have spotted him by now. Even if his face was obscured, somebody smart enough would recognize his body structure, or something else intelligent like that. Oh well, might as well get out of this situation in the cheesiest way possible. By singing. "Sing once again with me, our sweet duet. My power over you grows stronger yet. And though you turn from me to glance behind!" Leon began to sing in his loud and deep voice, it could be noted that he was surprisngly good for somebody who looked like they could not care less about singing. "The phantom of the whatever this place is called, is there inside your mind," Finished Leon, who took a short bow and slipped eerily back into the crowd. He was not one for subtlety. That was apparent.
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 10:30 pm
Ϩkye Ҝyoya NOCHANGECOLOR⊀Meister 1 Star⊁
❝ Justice Has A Hammer And It's Name Is Skye ! ❞◢ ◣ Skye began searching through his pockets for an invitation he hadn't received one it was really more a of a spoken invitation from Rin. "Uh, well you see my good man this was really a spoken invite from madame Tohsaka." He said wondering what would the butler say to that he really did't want to be all gussied up for no reason he hated being in formal clothing, but he'd do anything to impress Rin. He began imagining laying on the beach with her both of them running and holding hands and he just began to day dream awaiting the butlers response. DONOTCHANGETHISCOLORATALLBECAUSEITWILLMESSUPCODES◥ ◤ ❝ Justice Can Really Hurt ❞
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 10:36 pm
Tohsaka listened to Dorien's announcement and walked towards him as he did the same. Taking his open hand Rin and Dorien walked down the stairs. She held her dress up slightly with her left hand ever so nicely as she moved with the man who appeared to be a prince. "It took you long enough to notice Shields. I wasn't going to stand there all night you know....actually it seems like some of your brother's classmates are here. That posture and loud attitude is impossible to miss. Be nice, they are a little...different" Rin whispered into Dorien's ear as she looked at Leon. She eyed the other girls and women in the room wearing the same style of dresses but they were clearly not all from the same time period of hers. Unlike Rin's dress theirs were not from the actual Victorian Period. Rin and Dorien came to a stop as they reached Leon. Rin let go of Dorien's hand and curtsied to Leon. "Good evening. I'm glad you took the invite. But where is Lord Skye? I figured he would have been the first one here. Oh and congratulations on getting approved for your first assignment. You both have great things coming in for you." Rin then looked and saw Skye talking to the doorman, she excused herself and walked over to the door and patted on the man's shoulder. "Pardon me, he's my younger brother. I hope you don't mind. Commander Shields has allowed his entry tonight." Rin said in a sweet calming voice. Her attitude seemed different, she seemed pleasant and almost royal like; just like all the other guest. It was like playing dress up as a child. Rin seemed to be really good at it.
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 10:46 pm
[ ☆ Meister █ ☆ Weapon █ The lance of god █ 48 Soul Wavelength ] With Rin's hand in his Dorien escorted his 'date' down the stairs until they reached a student of hers and she excused herself. Dorien's suit looked far over priced for a small costume party. His mask only covered his eyes and nose. Looking at the young man after listening to Rin's quite whisper under the classical music. Watching Rin move elegantly along the floor to the door to help out the young man in white Dorien looked at the man in front of him once again before extending his right hand. "Thank you for coming; Dorien Shields. Are you enjoying yourself so far?" he asked as he looked at the young man. The clinking of glasses filled the air as people drunk sparkling wine and light colored soda to appear like it was an alcoholic beverage. Dorien glanced out the side of his mask to see Guy with a group of young ladies who were wearing tight mini dresses. The dresses were modern for sure Dorien wasn't impressed with the designers. Biting his lower lip slightly he avoided to make a comment about their clothing and hair choices. The young meister looked back at the man and smiled. "I'm sorry what's your name?" [ Word Count: 203 █ Points: 1 █ Enemies defeated:0 █ Souls Collected: 0 ]
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