The dorms across True Cross Academy are named after the Four Black Dragons that once aided in the war against Satan and the Kings of Hell. Being the strongest of all dragons, the Dragon Tribe’s leader is always a Black Dragon. Based upon the different talents and achievements as well as the personalities of these Dragons the students are split into the different Houses; each house being different in their own way in style, structure, wealth, and even skill level. Each of the Houses is unisex but rooms are shared with members of the same sex. Something to note, each house has a different color and slight changes to their uniform. You will notice that the team you are given to work with for missions will be from different houses from yourself, so be cautious when going to other dorms, some refuse to allow certain ‘dragons’ into their domain.
House Rajaion is the middle child of the Four Black Dragon Tribe also known as Black Death Rajaion. Rajaion corresponds roughly to the element of Water; Rajaion may not have had the toughest skin or flew the fastest or couldn’t spew fire but unlike most Black Dragons Rajaion possessed the deadliest poison in the world and some of the miasma location around the world are due to his battles in which he destroyed his opponents with a venomous kiss. Rajaion members tend to be ambitious, shrewd, cunning, strong leaders, and achievement-oriented. They also have highly developed senses of self-preservation. This means that Rajaion tend to hesitate before acting, so as to weigh all possible outcomes before deciding exactly what should be done. The first students to stay in Rajaion House were said to be hand selected by Rajaion himself for their cleverness, resourcefulness, determination, and a certain disregard for the rules. Rajaion is also known as the House of Purity, most of their members come from a long line of wealthy exorcist and have contributed into building Rajaion House from the ground up with their own personal checks. A negative note that people obtain from being a member of Rajaion is that they care more about their own lives than the lives of others. Rajaion is all about elegance, those who are deemed fallen from grace are removed from the house after going through a house trial. Members of Rajaion always wear their school uniform unless they are away on personal business and even still they wear something with Rajaion’s blessing or mark. Another rule within Rajaion house is that no member from other houses are allowed to be beyond Rajaion’s Gates to be caught with another member will brand you for treason and you will be removed from Rajaion House and sent to another house. When teamed up with member of other houses the member of Rajaion is said to establish control as leader by force if need be, only then will those members be welcome beyond the walls of Rajaion House and even then they are limited to access of the building.
Uniform The males wears a uniform similar that of a formal suit. It mainly consists of: a wine red vest, a white dress shirt, a teal or blue tie, a wine red pair of pants and a wine red jacket. The Rajaion uniform is also customized with the black lining design, customized cross buttons and cuff links.
The females wears a similar design, with their uniform color being also predominantly red along with the intricate black lining design. The uniform consists of a red jacket, white dress shirt, teal or blue ribbon, red mini skirt, black or white knee high socks and a pair of dark colored boots. It also comes along with the customized cross insignia buttons and cuff links.
Posted: Wed Jan 15, 2014 11:23 am
Exwire
• Parameters •Physical Strength | o10•Defense | o22•Mobility | o25•Qi | 49,758•Intelligence | o70 •Weapon Art | o15•Martial Art | o15•Accuracy | o25 •Fatal Verse | o110•Demonic Control | o107
Unlike most of the students from the Cram School who had to do all their packing and unpacking themselves Ignazio was special as he came to his single room already unpacked and situated, everything perfectly organized; this was the way of the Barthomeloi. Nothing was out of place; symmetry was everything, from the color of his clothes down to the way his books were organized. Coming out of his personal bathroom with his lower part of his body covered and the upper portion exposed and dripping with water droplets, the young lord rubbed the back of his wet hair with his right hand pulling the water directly from the strands using his Qi. Ignazio walked over to his closet and opened it slowly before grabbing his uniform for Rajaion house. Taking the hanger with the uniform perfectly aligned on it he tossed it onto his bed and then made his way over to the dresser and slowly slid his fingers along the red oak wood and opened the dresser with a slight tug. Once the mouth was exposed he looked at his underwear and t-shirts folded perfectly right next to his socks. Ignazio rubbed his bottom lip with his left index finger as he debated on his underwear and then decided on a pair of hot pink Andrew Christian briefs and a black sleeveless t-shirt and black socks. Removing the towel from his body after placing his undergarments next to his uniform Ignazio began to dry off his body completely and properly lubricated his skin with lotion and eventually got to dress his naked body.
Ignazio walked back into the bathroom to look at himself in the mirror before styling his hair. After finishing his hair, Ignazio went back into his room and over to his desk, the top of the desk had a few books he considered to be light reading while others would debate the word ‘light’ for heavy. Crouching down Ignazio reached into his pocket and grabbed his key ring that had two golden keys and a silver key. The golden keys led to the Cram School and to his room at True Cross, while the silver key opened the small lock that was placed on the bottom dresser to hold all his Exorcist materials and keep them hidden from everyone who would come looking for them. Ignazio placed the key into the slight teethed mouth of the lock and turned it to the right then to the left and then to the right once again before the lock released its grip and the desk opened for its master. As Ignazio left the key in the hole and opened the door revealing an assortment of equipment. Being what he was Ignazio liked to stay prepared, inside of the cupboard was two different sets of explosives, one of which was a special issued set from the Vatican and the other was a tactical set. In front of the explosives were a set of throwing knives varying in different sizes and shapes and next to those was a card holster with a leg strap. Ignazio began to remove everything from the desk and placed them near him. In the very back were holsters and special straps to place on to him for the explosives. Ignazio kept the explosives rather close to his body such as inside the blazer jacket lining and then on the special belt loops meant for the grenades. When it came to the knives he hid them in different places such as his ankle holster underneath his pants a few behind the grenades on his belt and then he had some within his sleeves of his jacket. Finishing his arsenal were his main weapon, the tarot cards that held the magical circle to summon his familiars to this world with a single command.
After strapping the holster to his leg Ignazio closed the small door and locked it before putting his keys away in his inside jacket pocket. After standing up he fixed his blazer and his tie. From a normal glance the explosives weren’t even there, but from a trained Exorcist eyes everyone carried something on them. If they weren’t packing some kind of precaution weapon they had another skill to rely on. Ignazio walked over to his window and looked out into the blizzard and smiled. ”Tonight; it will begin, and so it was written.” he muttered as he walked over to his room door and locked it from the inside then over to the bathroom door and placed the cram school key inside of the door and turn it before pushing open the door leading into the long maze hallway. Ignazio entered the hallway and removed his key from the door before closing the door behind him sealing the location off and placing the key away as he walked down the dark lonely pathway.
Team: Gremlin ll House: Rajaion ll Page ll Daughter of Iblis ll Dragoon ll Fire Apparition
✤ ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎ ✤ ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎ ✤ ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎ ✤ ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎ ✤
Akemi finally made it. After a long train ride she made it to the True Cross Academy. She wouldn't admit it but she was nervous. 'What if they don't like me.' she thought to herself, staring at the ground with her signature blank face getting lost in her thoughts. She paid no attention to the people around her, she never does. In her eyes what they all did in their day to day life was none of her business, however she always kept an eye out for signs of danger. Being who she was, she always needed to be ready for anything. The screeching of the train brakes brought her back into realtiy and the train came to a gentle halt. Akemi grabbed her things and walked off the bus with her school papers in her hand.
Instead of going site seeing around the school she headed straight for her room. Holding up her paper as she walked she read the house name she would be staying in.' House of Rajaion' She looked away from her paper and up at the building she stood before. "Well, that was easy." she stated as she was standing before the very building her living quarters would be. It was a beautiful buildings on the outside. A blue lovely baby blue roof, matching perfectly to the sky above. Akemi took no time to open the front door and walked into the building. The inside was just as beautiful as the outside. So elegant and rich. There were a few students inside the halls as she walked to find her dorm, non of which she paid any attention too."Room 606" she mumbled to herself as she referred back to her paper. She walked down the hall ways searching for her room until she found the correct hall she was suppose to be in. 602....603...604... the numbers increased as she walked down the hall till she reach room 606. Akemi opened the door and saw the cozy room that had been prepared for her. Walking into the room she placed her bag on the bed right next to a gift left for her. The gift was her school uniform she was to wear everyday to class. Akemi picked up the neatly folded clothes and changed into them.
The uniform consisted of a white dress shirt topped off with a black jacket. A red miniskirt and knee high socks with her dark shoes. Then surprisingly a blue ribbon that matched the roof of the building. Akemi put away her things into their places and left the room to finally take a look around the prestige school she found herself to be attending
Equipment Name: Tactical Explosive Set Requirements: None Description: The Tactical Explosive Set is a common set of explosives that is used by most of the members of True Cross. This is a multipack of different explosives that will come in handy in defeating not only demons but some humans whom have allied themselves with Satan. These explosive are military grade so they are highly dangerous to use in a close proximity of oneself. The Tactical Explosive Set comes with Holy Water Grenades, Stun Grenades, Incendiary Grenades, Smoke Grenades, EMP Grenades, Decoy Grenades, Signal Flairs, and Tabun Gas Quantity: ------- [ x3 ] Holy Water Grenades ------- [ x2 ] Stun Grenades ------- [ x2 ] Incendiary Grenades ------- [ x3 ] Smoke Grenades ------- [ x1 ] EMP Grenades ------- [ x2 ] Decoy Grenades ------- [ x3 ] Signal Flair ------- [ x1 ] Tabun Gas Respawn Rate: Unlimited – Respawn after battles and your character goes to get more from a store or True Cross.
Equipment Name: Banishing Bullets x2 Description: These are known as Banishing Bullets, they are made from sacred steel blessed by four of the world’s most virtuous monks, which is the same method in order to create a demon sword but instead of placing the soul of a demon into the steel, the bullets are in a raw purified form laced in holy water and holy wine, which makes them highly dangerous towards low and mid-level demons. Etched into the side of the bullets is a crucifix which binds this hold power together. Demons shot with one of these bullets can lead directly to death because of the high amount of holy energy. They tend to completely destroy the targeted area so it turns to nothing but dust. A shot to the head is fatal for low level Demons while upper level demons might take more than a single shot to kill them with these bullets. If a mid-level or higher demon is shot with one of these bullets are able to resist the holy power for a period of time but the bullet must be removed as soon as possible if they want to survive and start healing. Locations shot with these bullets won’t heal until the bullet is properly removed. Half-Demons are also affected by these bullets but they tend to suffer milder side effects because of their human side but because they are still demons they will feel as if they are being burned alive from the inside out starting from the location the bullet entered the body and will eventually make its way to their hearts. Quantity: --------- [x10] BULLETS (per battle) x2 =20 Respawn Rate: Unlimited – Respawn after battles and your character goes to get more from a store or True Cross.
SIDE ARM WEAPON TYPE: Handgun SIDE ARM WIELD TYPE: Single Wield SIDE ARM MODEL TYPE: Beretta M9 AMMUNITION: 9×19mm FEEDTYPE: 15 Round Magazine ACTION: Semi-Automatic
Ignazio took the long way back to Rajaion House, mainly to clear his head and to save face just in case other students are hanging around. Ignazio made his way down the stone path and passed the fountain before making his way up the staircase that lead to the entrance. Ignazio kept his hands in his pockets and looked at the giant dormitory, the exquisite design of the building recently redesigned by the Barthomeloi family changing the overall appearance of the building. The young tamer stopped at the large wooden doors and looked at the lights on in nearly every room. He closed his eyes and sighed as he wasn’t expecting so many people to be still away. Removing his left hand from his pocket he removed a ring of keys and inserted one into the wooden doors before turning it to the right and removing it upon hearing three clicks in the door. Upon returning the key to his pocket Ignazio placed his right hand on the door knob and turned it once before pulling on it opening up the building to his presences. Upon entering a few members welcomed him back that were watching the news downstairs. Ignazio waved and smiled as he made his way over and watched the broadcast. ”Pandemonium?” he questioned before taking a step back and it hit him, he had just heard the voice on the loud speaker talking about it. Ignazio looked at the members on the coach and looked around the room quickly to see whom all he could talk freely in front of, but the number wasn’t many. After listening to how the males were talking he diagnosed that they didn’t hear the man’s voice on the speaker earlier, which brought him to the conclusion that it was some sort of skill that only allowed those he wished to hear him hear him. That could be a specialized barrier written, or even released through Qi. Ignazio started to think harder and harder on the issue until they started showing a few of the dead bodies on the screen, some of the more gruesome images were covered in white sheets making Ignazio assume the body was destroyed. He closed his eyes and turned his head before heading up the stairs. The guys called to him and asked if he was alright ”Sorry, I have a weak stomach for things like that. I’m going to lay down, but I’m going to order a pizza when I start to feel better, so when it gets here could you let me know?” he asked before heading up the long staircase up to his room. Ignazio lived on the top floor of the Hall, which was fitting for his position and title, but the floors really weren’t separated by gender or ranking, it based off of the cost of the room in the student’s tuition.
Upon reaching his room Ignazio dug his hand back into his pocket and grabbed his keys again, unlocking the door he pushed it open to find his green backpack was placed on his bed with a note on it: Call your father once you get home – Bruce. Ignazio smiled as he read the note and took it over to the trashcan and dropped it. Removing his blazer slowly he felt a vibration come from his rear pocket. Ignazio scratched the back of his head as he removed the blazer and made his way over to the closet as the vibration continued after grabbing a free hanger, Ignazio grabbed his phone with his free hand and flipped it open before tossing it on his bed. ”Hey Dad.” Ignazio said cheerfully to notify he had the phone on speaker as he was putting his things away, and soon the conversation that would originally take place in a common language like English was turned into one completely in German. Ignazio started to go back and forth with his father about what was going on and how he saw the news already and about the man named Vesalius. Ignazio was shocked his father didn’t know anything about him, but this didn’t stop Ignazio from continuing with undressing himself. Ignazio stood shirtless and in just a pair of slim fit cut black trunks that stopped at the middle of his thighs. The white band with silver and blue writing which read ‘Andrew Christian’ sat perfectly on his waste as he stood there after he finished putting everything way perfectly.
The Barthomeloi heir walked over to the bed and grabbed his phone as he continued to listen to his father speak about yet another incident, which caused Ignazio’s eye to twitch, he then began to defend himself on the issue and was very adamant on the issue on how it wasn’t his fault. But the fact his father watched the match through the cameras hidden in the school made it so Ignazio couldn’t lie or talk his way out of his father’s wrath. The tamer sighed and started agreeing with his father and filled him in about the half demon Alaric and the other demonic sources of energy he felt in the gym. Ignazio sat on the bed and opened the green backpack and pulled the folder he was reading earlier out of the bag and laid it on his bed, but there was something extra, there was a SD card tapped to the inside of the folder; but right as Ignazio was about to ask about it his father explained to him it was the current gathered information and records on the members within the Cram School. Ignazio nodded his head and then stood up before tapping the middle of the phone activating the video mode. A extremely realistic and almost life like holographic body of a man dressed in an all crimson suite like Ignazio was previously stood in front of him and paced around the room. Ignazio walked over to his desk and opened it up and began setting ink, brushes, and sacred paper on the desk top, he had to replenish his sutras he had used today.
Ignazio sat down and continued to listen to his father explain in further detail what they didn’t report on the news about Pandemonium and only the information the Police and True Cross Officials had uncovered. ’I see, that’s interesting and complicated. But is that really possible?’ Ignazio thought and then it hit him, this wasn’t new, he had ran into people like that previously in the year before the Hydra battle. ”Wait? Does that mean those guys were members of this Pandemonium thing?” Ignazio shouted as he turned around and stood up from the chair and made his way towards the hologram of his father. Ignazio stood there for a second and placed his hand under his chin and started thinking. ’If this isn’t a new issue or game, and the fact those students were taken into Vatican custody to insure they didn’t harm anyone else and they figured out the route behind how they got their powers, then that means this Vesalius guy has a lot of skills as an Aria, or someone else does that works for him.’ Ignazio looked up at his father and agreed in German to keep an eye out for any additional information and would report it directly to him if he found anything.
With that the conversation ended and the hologram vanished before the phone turned off. Ignazio sighed and fell to his knees exhausted from just speaking to his father. ”What a pain, I usually don’t have to talk in German for so long anymore.” he moaned before his stomach started growling. He then remembered about how he didn’t eat yet after using so much energy, he was starving. Walking over to his bed were he left his phone he tapped on the screen causing a green window to expand in front of his face. He began to wave his hand through the panels and then with a single finger he tapped on the virtualized image of a pizza and multiple numbers appeared. Ignazio clicked on the first number that was started and waited for someone to answer the phone, upon getting an answer he spoke out the order. After completing the order they asked him to scan his verification, basically his fingerprint in order to pay for the meal. Ignazio did as he was told and they thanked him before ending the connection. ”Two large pizzas should do the trick, one for the guys, and one for me.” he said as he made his way over to the close and pushed through his clothes looking for something decent to wear. He had forty minutes to kill, so he could shower and write sutras all before the pizza arrived. Upon finding a crimson shirt, khaki pants and a brown belt he tossed them on to his bed and made his way to the bathroom.
Ignazio turned on the shower allowing the water to spray out before he entered. Ignazio stood in the shower for a few minutes thinking about the incident and then started to clean his body. ”I never told the others about those three guys, there is only one person who knew about the fight, but I don’t even know if she’s returned to campus yet.” he said as he continued washing his body off removing the sweat and becoming perfect once again. Ignazio turned the water off and it dripped a few times after he exited the shower and wrapped a towel around his naked body before drying off. The tamer proceeded to get dressed and left the top three buttons undone in order to show his chest, making him look almost like a bachelor or some kind of playboy. Ignazio left his hair down and slicked it back into a ponytail again and spiked the front up slightly so it looked slightly messy, but tamed. After completing his routine to get dressed he returned to the desk and began to write sutras until his food arrived.
• Joushi's steps were soft on the hallway floors, the rubber soles of leather soes soft on wood and stone. The sound was nonexistant on carpet, the Dragoon's natural method of walking soft and controlled. The blood stains on Joushi's white shirt hidden under the thick, pale green cardigan. The oversized woolen piece of clothing hung from slender shoulders, holding the constant appearance that it was threatening to fall from the lithe frame. However, not only did it keep the pink-haired teenager warm but also acted as a plush shield between the eyes of passersby and the ten, leather straps that crossed around Joushi's left shoulder and back, a holster for the single, Italian, Mateba Revolver. The handgun was just one of the three Italian weapons Joushi carried, however only one other weapon was on the Dragoon's person, the third being too large to carry with no discernable purpose in mind. Around Joushi's neck a white scarf was wrapped, thick and soft, hiding the white collar of Joushi's shirt that was stained by blood that had escaped from the pink-haired teenager's crown when a gash had been inflicted by the slam of a heavy limb. The wound was gone now, and the remnants of spilt blood was cleaned from Joushi's face by a fox tongue and a wet wipe Joushi kept a small packet of in the messenger bag slung over a single shoulder. The bag was blue, with beige stripes through one face of its body, and made of leather. The articles of pastel clothing and silver jewelery were a;; expensive brands, just like the bag. Joushi came from a well-off family, and enjoyed the luxury of particlar styles of clothes, investing money in brands specialising in such aspects. Many of the articles were bought from Japan, much to the Italian family's dismay, but a large part were also Italian, especially the leather items. Joushi admired the leather working skill of the Italians, same as the Dragoon preferred the Italian guns. Recognition of skill and the Motisi family's bias for Italian made products showing through and otherwise emotionally void character.
A light jingle of artificial chimes reached Joushi's ears. Green eyes still staring straight ahead, the Dragoon's pace unaffected, a hand delved into the leather bag, quickly locating the source of the musical tone. Retreating, the hand brought with it a white phone, a plastic case protecting its back, decorated in fake sweets, swirls of cream, and a perfect scoop of ice cream, all covered with a light dash of sprinkles. The glaze caught the light, made it catch and reflect the various sources while green eyes took to the screen, finding an alert from a subscribed news source. Steps came to a calm pause, turning to take Joushi to the nearest window and out of the main path of traffic. Leaning a shoulder against the window's frame, Joushi unlocked the screen with a swipe of a thumb, a simple, classy ring of silver catching the sunlight while doing so. At the bottom of the phone was a small group of plastic charms hanging from straps, cute and pastel in colour, depicting minitures of Japanese and Western sweets. The jingled against the impact of Joushi's palm when the phone was unlocked, but quickly settled, Joushi too preoccupied with reading the alert's contents to do anything else that would cause the charms to move. Green eyes quickly scanned the information, a thumb scrolling the information up so new words would be laid bare to scrutiny. The information was from a local source, specilising on updating its page on events around the area as it happens. An announcement on the recent attack on True Cross Academy appeared to have been spun as a gas leak, so stated one highlight. Another message, however, spoke of a string of recent murders. Joushi was already interested, having a preference on being aware of the local society's view on what crimes were occuring (which was so often minimal to the true extent of any one offense). However the interest soon turned for a different reason - Pandemonium. The murders were of online gamers to this unknown role-playing game, apparently sought out after death of their characters in the game. An interesting story piece, and something Joushi was curious as to how it connected with the event of the Hobgoblins being lured and summoned out into infesting True Cross Academy.
Joushi reached up a hand and pet the white scarf, the plush material rippling subtly under the touch. Shutting off the screen with the press of a button, Joushi pocketed the phone, chimes jingling with their hollow, plastic tune before being swallowed by the plush side pocket inside of the messenger bag. Zipping the main pocket closed, Joushi continued on, heading to the Page dorm room designated for the pink-haired teenager. Contemplation of murders and Demonic summonings could wait for another time. The Dragoon had no information not already publically known, or not already known by fellow exorcists within the academy compound. Without leads or instructions Joushi had nothing to do in regards to this 'Tokyo RPG', but neither did Joushi have any incentive to. A lead could be handed to Joushi, wrapped and signed by the very perpetrator of the entire event, and the Dragoon would place it aside, perhaps grant it to another, but there would be no haste, no desire of quick action. Heroicism, glory, recognition, none it prevailed over the desire of survival, of self-preservation. Not for Joushi. Saying that would also lead to reveal that Joushi disliked being made the center of attention; it was to work in and amongst the crowd. One cannot blend and move without notice when all eyes were on the slender Motisi. Not that Joushi could exactly be called subtle, but Joushi had no desire to go completely unnoticed when it came to the student body, able to blend and disguise when the time came. The Dragoon's mother had taught the importance of standing out while the father taught the tricks of blending. To be graceful, elegant, attractive, meant nothing if was not noticed. However blood was not something Joushi wanted noticed at this moment. Despite this desire, Joushi did not hasten the pace, acting nonchalant as the main hallway was traversed, passing various dorm rooms and some students before reaching the desired door number. Pausing at the door, Joushi reached into a side pocket of the leather messenger bag, pulling out a small, True Cross Academy issue, key ring, its decoration with small charms having already begun, and unlocked the door.
Crossing the threshold activated a serious of smooth, fluent motions. The door was shut behind the teenager by the press of the bottom of the left foot. A hand reached and gently tugged the scarf free from a slender neck, the material falling and morphing into a fox before landing silently on the wooden floors before bouncing back up and away, landing on the bed set snug against the wall next to the door. There it neared the head of the bed and curled, settling itself to rest and recover from the earlier battle, its head propped up on the only pillow. Joushi was already stepping out of the leather shoes, the slight loose space of shoes laces allowing them to be pulled off without much struggle. During this time the messenger bag was placed carefully on the bottom of the bed, before the cardigan was unbottoned, revealing the worn, blood stained, and torn white shirt beneath. The cardigan was hung up on the back of the door knob, a foot gently pushing the leather shoes to the foot of the bed and out of the door's space for opening. Before retreiving the Materbal revolver from the side holster, Joushi walked over the desk and opened a draw, fingers slipping under textbooks to pry up a false bottome to leave the gun in. Nimble fingers unstrapped the gun holster next, carefully bundling the tan straps together in a neat wrap before also placing it in the drawer and closing the desk. Unbottoning the shirt, Joushi dropped it in the bin, the expensive article now beyond wear and bearing incriminating evidence the Italian would rather be rid of. Taking back the cardigan and slinging it over one shoulder, Joushi locked the front door and began unbutoning and unzipping the pale blue jeans, walking over to the chest of drawers to pull out a clean pair along with a new top and underwear. Discarding the cardigan over the back of a desk chair on the way, Joushi opened the bathroom and entered, intent on a shower...
⭐⭐⭐
Emerging with a small trail of steam, Joushi returned to the dorm room partially dressed, the previously worn clothes left behind in a dirty clothes hammper. Joushi wore black jeans, still undone and revealing a peak of tawn coloured underwear, and was devoid of a top. Just above the material were the faint, barely visible lines of pale pink, swirling and deliberately designed to draw any eyes that find them to roam lower, enticing the v-lines that naturally formed on the flat plan of Joushi's stomach. Both arms were raised, stretching the torso up and back, enticing the subtle hints of muscles flexing under a light tan while a towel was being rubbed over and through the short, pink hair. Short strands were swept up and back, constantly recaptured by the towel with one hand as the other constantly ruffled the back, rubbing out the water and airating the strands. When there was no longer enough water to cling and drip from the hair and onto Joushi's skin the Dragoon drapped the towel over both shoulders and walked over to the discarded bag resting on the foot of Joushi's bed. The fox shifted, red fur gleaming and rippling from its short stretch before quickly resettling itself comfortably on the pillow. Joushi pulled out some of the various items that inhabited the leather pack. First of all was the white phone, charms jingling before being placed on the bed. Next was a wallet, small and slim, genuine Italian leather (what else), before the pencil case, a box of revolver ammo (open and with eight shells missing), before Joushi began fishing out the spent casings from a particular pocket and a few more in the main body of the bag, gathering them into a small pile on the bed sheets. While gathering them Joushi eventually also pulled out the Benelli CB M2 submachine gun and attachable shoulder brace. Walking around the bed, Joushi briefly rested them on the bed, kneeling down to pull out the board that blocked entrance under the bed, having previously made them loose and detachable on the Dragoon's first arrival. Joushi set the board aside and reached under the body, slender fingers finding familiar purchase on a brass handle, slipping themselves around its girth.
On fabric wrapping, a short case was pulled out from under the bed, dragging silently on the wooden floorboards. Unwrapping the frabric from the case, Joushi unlocked the hard case, revealing empty sockets in foam padding, in perfect symmetry. The Dragoon placed the submachine gun in the case, pausing to run fingers over the ocaissonal pit of teeth long its length. Once it was snug in the case Joushi also retrieved the shoulder brace and returned it to the case as well. Standing, Joushi leaned over the bed to pull out the two loose magazines for the gun before also placing it in the case. Closing the lid, Joushi locked the case and set aside by the desk, upright so it stood tall. The Dragoon replaced the long board that stood between two of the bed's legs before attending to the spent shell casings. Walking over to a tan duffel bag, Joushi pulled out a small black bag of thick material. The Dragoon would place all of the casings into the bag, holding the purpose of dropping them elsewhere to be properly disposed of. The bag of casings were then slipped into the messenger bag, along with Joushi's phone, wallet and pencil case. The box of ammo was slipped into a particular corner of the bag, near the bottom. Feeling a chill run down an exposed spine, Joushi returned to the bathroom. The fox gave a small yawn as day light left the room with the setting sun.
Inside the bathroom the Dragoon ruffled the towel through pink hair one more time before discarding it on a towel rack. Joushi picked up a thick, light blue singlet from the corner of a sink and shrugged it on. The teen remained, however, long enough to brush the short hair into its straight style before leaving. Joushi collected the handgun and holster once more, strapping the tan leather holster around the left shoulder before placing the loaded Mateba in its home and buckling it in. A black shirt was collected from the chest of drawers and a beige sweater with a sweeping, low, neckline to wear over the top, finishing the main body of the outfit. With a clean pair of socks and the messenger bag slung over one shoulder, Joushi tucked feet into a pair of dark converse and picked up the hard case of the submachine gun.
"Come, Kit." Red ears flickered, the fox hearing its master's call. The ball of fur stretched with a groan and high-pitched yawn, blue eyes blearily opening. Joushi stood at the end of the bed, waiting for the fox to approach and lean its body up, front poaws touching shoulders, and turned itself once more into a white scarf for Joushi to wear out in public. "Good girl." The Beast Charmer pet the scarf, the plush material rippling happily under smooth fingers. Retrieving the key ring from the door, Joushi left the dorm room and locked it, heading out into the early night.
[ entrance; gymanasium ] [ exit; downtown|city ]
▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌⭐⭐
Words || 2,314 xxxxxxx Points || 20 - 40 Total || 3,449 xxxxxxxxTotal || 32 - 64 Double Points for April 30 - May 10
❝I am Beast Charmer and Dragoon. I am Heir to the very wind caressing you.❞
Posted: Sat May 10, 2014 8:38 am
【 Joushi Motisi 】 | Gentle • Loyal • Respectful |
⭐⭐ ▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌
• Joushi returned from the short trip into the city without the black case the Dragoon had left with, instead replacing it with a small plastic container, its contents hidden. A white scarf was still wrapped around Joushi's neck, material soft and warm. Approaching the dorm room allocated to the pink-haired teen, Joushi reached a hand into the messenger bag and pulled out the dorm room key, cutting down the time Joushi needed to stand outside the door for while unlocking it. The Dragoon barely stepped inside for long, however the Italian was too well trained to leave the door open for any length of time, closing it once having crossed the threshhold. Crossing the room, Joushi placed the plastic container down on the writing desk, mindful of the papers and books already piled neatly on much of its surface. Satisfied, Joushi retreated back to the door, opening it and locking it once outside. Finished, once again, with business in the Rajaion dorm, Joushi headed over to the body of the school building, intent for the library.
[ entrance; downtown|city ] [ exit; Great Lulim's Library ]
▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌⭐⭐
Words || 0,176 xxxxxxx Points || 0 Total || 4,675 xxxxxxxxTotal || 44 - 88 Double Points for April 30 - May 10
❝I am Beast Charmer and Dragoon. I am Heir to the very wind caressing you.❞
BlackFruity
Vice Captain
Lucky Loiterer
Offline
BlackFruity
Vice Captain
Lucky Loiterer
Offline
Posted: Sat May 10, 2014 8:39 pm
【 Joushi Motisi 】 | Gentle • Loyal • Respectful |
⭐⭐ ▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌
• The pink-haired teenager had returned to the dorm, blue and beige stripped leather messenger bag heavy with new texts to study. Joushi did not bother to fish the small key chain out until arriving at the door, obviously unhurried as the Dragoon carefully took out the keys and stood there, green eyes down on the task at hand, gently going through the keys before finding the desired one. Unlocking the door, Joushi stepped through to close the door with the flat of one foot before performing the familiar series of motions of getting comfortable. Slipping out the black converse shoes with the use of toes and heels, Joushi reached a hand up to help guide the scarf off, the material changing shape and matter into a fox once more to land and bounce back up on the bed, trotting happily over the material to rest in the bed's center, blue eyes watchful, the white tip of an otherwise red tail gently tapping the bed. Joushi placed the bag on the end of the bed, hands then moving to lock the door before slipping off the large sweater and shirt as the teen approached the lone desk, a pale green cardigan already drapped over the desk chair. Drapping the sweater and black shirt on top, the Dragoon went through the task of unstrapping the tan leather of the gun holster, pulling out the Mateba Revolver to rest on top of a notepad, gently knocking a blue ink pen to roll off the paper and clink onto the wooden top of the desk.
Opening a drawer, manicured nails slipped under thin text books to pull up the false bottom to carefully store the leather straps of the holster before placing the Italian hand gun in as well. Replacing the flase bottom to sit flat, Joushi close the desk drawer with a yawn, stiffled by the covering by a singe, slender hand, silver rings flashing in the moonlight. At the desk Joushi flicked on a lamp, light finally illuminating the dark blue dusk that had settled inside the room. In just a singlet, jeans and socks now, Joushi swept a hand through pink hair, approaching the half-drawn curtains to adjust them so the early morning sunlight would breach the room and land on Joushi's bed, waking the teen in its warm glow. Satisfied the material was properly placed, Joushi turned and began unbuttoning the jeans, slipping the down and off slender legs to be folded and placed on the seat of Joushi's desk chair. Pulling open the top chest drawer, hands delved in to pull out a pair of sleeping pants to slip on, turning off the lamp on the desk in the process before heading for the bed. Joushi picked up the messenger bag and placed it down on the floor by the head of the bed before reaching for the bed sheets. As the top blanket was pulled up, Kit stood up, moving down to allow room for its master to settle in before curling up, content, as the two of them finally settled in for the night, resting in preperation for a busy day...
⭐⭐⭐
The sun had seeped over Joushi's face, calmly and slowly waking the Dragoon. Green eyes fluttered open and a lithe body twisted and stretched under the warm blankets. A high-pitched yawn sounded from the foot of the bed, Kit stirring at the movements, blue eyes blearily opening to check on the Beast Charmer. Pulling up the blanket, Joushi's legs slipped out to place socked feet on the wooden floorboards, their sun-warmed sheen soaking into the fabric on Joushi's feet. A hand lifted to rub Joushi's green eyes and a forehead, pushing away the dregs of sleep before standing to get dressed for the new day. Black jeans replaced the cotton sleeping pants, and a shirt was drapped over the Dragoon's shoulders. A quick trip to the bathroom for the brushing of teeth and hair was all Joushi needed before feeling awake and alert enough to take on the morning. The Dragoon approached the blue and beige messenger bag, kneeling down to pull out a white cell phone (on closer inspection Joushi decided it would be close to needing a charge in the coming hour) and the Italian leather wallet. Grabbing the key ring from the top of Joushi's desk, green eyes turned to Kit, sitting upright and looking expectantly up at the Beast Charmer.
"Breakfast." Joushi announced, pocketing the three small items into the black jeans. Kit bounced down from the bed, walking in excited cricles around Joushi's feet as the teenager slipped on a light blue, oversized sweater with a swooping, low neck. "Up." Joushi commanded while dropping smoothly to one knee. The fox reached up, placing two front paws on top of Joushi's right shoulder before jumping, morphing into a white scarf that slipped and wrapped around its master's neck. Set for the short track for the dorm kitchen, Joushi unlocked the dorm room door and slipped out, locking it once again once out. Hands tucked into the jeans pockets, Joushi headed to the nearest flight of stairs, heading down to the ground floor to reach the kitchen, finding only several fellow students along the way. Most were bleary-eyed and yawning, unable to offer much more than tired smiles. At the kitchen it wasn't much better, people more interested in the warm food they had scavenged from the fridge and microwave. Joushi found bread and jam, placing two slices in the toaster to be cooked while a clean plate was hunted down. Joushi had only just been able to find the right cupboard holding the desired objects when the toaster popped, the warm slices of bread steaming in the cold air of the kitchen. Relocating the pot of jam and a butter knife, Joushi collected the toast and coated them in a thin film of sweetened apricot before returning the bread and jam to their home, the butter knife rinsed in the sink. Joushi picked up the plate and approached the fridge, finding a pack of ham, open and starting to smell sour. Piling the toast to one side of the plate, Joushi collected a few slices of the turning ham before closing the door and finally leaving the kitchen, the sought after items collected and ready.
The Dragoon would not eat in the common room, instead taking the staircase to return to the dorm room. Reaching the floor that house Joushi's room, the Dragoon slipped thing fingers into a back pocket, reaching and curling through the loop of the key ring, producing them with a jingle of brass and plastic as the keys and charms mingled. With a few measured flicks and rotations, Joushi seperated the correct key from the rest of the crowd, ready and able to quickly unlock the door to allow Joushi smooth entry without the usual delay the Dragoon would sometimes allow. Inside, the door was closed, left unlocked, and the Dragoon approached the desk. The white scarf slipped from Joushi's neck without prompt, a fox formingto mew and prowl around the Dragoon's feet, eager for the slices of ham. Joushi cleared the edge of the desk closest to the bed to place the plate down on. With a singe wave of the hand, Joushi motioned for Kit to get on the bed and feed itself on the ham stacked neatly on one half of the plate. By the time Kit was finished Joushi had already aproached the window above the bed and opened it, propping it open with a metal latch for the fox to escape through at will. Kit delayed, taking the time to clean its paws and face with a rough tongue while Joushi settled in at the desk and pulled out the three new books Joushi had borrowed from the library yesterday evening. Organising the texts and notes already covering much of the desk into piles on one side, Joushi retrieved a note book and pencil case from the leather blue and beige messenger bag and opened the first library book, green eyes scaning its index to direct Joushi to the desired begining.
[ entrance; library ]
▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌⭐⭐
Words || 1,358 xxxxxxx Points || 10 - 20 Total || 6,351 xxxxxxxxTotal || 60 - 120 Double Points for April 30 - May 10
❝I am Beast Charmer and Dragoon. I am Heir to the very wind caressing you.❞
Posted: Sat May 10, 2014 9:34 pm
Akemi Yogatoshi
Team: Gremlin ll House: Rajaion ll Page ll Dragoon ll Fire Apparition ll Wearing: School uniform
✤ ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎ ✤ ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎ ✤ ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎ ✤ ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎ ✤
Akemi made it back to dorm. It was already night and she was tired from the eventful day she had. Not many people were inside the dorm, probably because they too were all tired mentally and physically from the mysterious attack on the academy. She walked slowly down the halls until she made it to her dorm. she unlocked the door and walked inside, closing the door behind her. A light sigh escaped her lips as she turned on the light. A lot had happened that evening she was relieved to finally be getting some rest. She quickly undressed and changed into her pajamas and out her dirty clothes into the hamper. She flipped the switch turning off the light and went to bed.
The next morning Akemi woke up out of bed and had a vary relaxing sleep. She blinked her eyes a few trying to get them to adjust to the light around the room. A slight yawn took over and she hovered her hand over her mouth as she yawned. Within no time to spare she got out of bed, and making it before headed over to the bath room outside her dorm room. she slipped into a robe that tied around her waist, and took all the things she needed in the shower, along with her fresh change of clothes. she left the room and headed down the hallway, quietly, making her way into the bathroom. Her shower was nice, no one else was in the bathroom, so she didn't have to worry about there being annoying girls in there screaming in her ears. She dried herself off with her towel and changed into her clothes, and dried her hair off with her towel. She returned to her room to put her stuff away and headed to the cafeteria.
There, there was a few students eating in the cafeteria. She knew non of them so she made it a point to avoid all and any unnecessary conversation. She just walked over to the counter grabbing a quick bite to eat. She didn't rush to eat, in fact she took her time. There weren't classes until monday, which today was saturday, so their wouldn't be any classes anyways. Before starting she placed her hands together and closed her eyes."Thanks for the food." she stated quietly to herself. she finished eating her meal and cleaned off the plates in the sink inside the kitchen and walked out of the kitchen area.
As she walked down the halls Akemi couldn't help but remember the events that happened yesterday."The tower of salvation.' she flashed back to what the announcement said after the attack was called off. Then she remembered hearing some students talking about some of this is connected to a video game that just pops up on the computer screen.Video game None of it was making sense. She didn't even know what the game was about, so she couldn't see if there were any connections with the video game and the world of exorcism. As she walked down the halls she looked at the ground continuing her pace and getting lost inside her thoughts. "And that kid." The boy that called himself Ignazio, peaked her interest from the way he acted yesterday. "Did he already know about Alaric?" It almost seemed like he did, and if that was true it meant he knew about Akemi as well. "But if that was the case, why didn't he dislike only the boys?" there were so many questions she had just about her first day settling into the school. She could only imagine what it would be like once both school and cram school start up. Akemi continued to think about things, and continued walking mindlessly down the halls, not watching were she was walking.
Equipment Name: Tactical Explosive Set Requirements: None Description: The Tactical Explosive Set is a common set of explosives that is used by most of the members of True Cross. This is a multipack of different explosives that will come in handy in defeating not only demons but some humans whom have allied themselves with Satan. These explosive are military grade so they are highly dangerous to use in a close proximity of oneself. The Tactical Explosive Set comes with Holy Water Grenades, Stun Grenades, Incendiary Grenades, Smoke Grenades, EMP Grenades, Decoy Grenades, Signal Flairs, and Tabun Gas Quantity: ------- [ x3 ] Holy Water Grenades ------- [ x2 ] Stun Grenades ------- [ x2 ] Incendiary Grenades ------- [ x3 ] Smoke Grenades ------- [ x1 ] EMP Grenades ------- [ x2 ] Decoy Grenades ------- [ x3 ] Signal Flair ------- [ x1 ] Tabun Gas Respawn Rate: Unlimited – Respawn after battles and your character goes to get more from a store or True Cross.
Equipment Name: Banishing Bullets x2 Description: These are known as Banishing Bullets, they are made from sacred steel blessed by four of the world’s most virtuous monks, which is the same method in order to create a demon sword but instead of placing the soul of a demon into the steel, the bullets are in a raw purified form laced in holy water and holy wine, which makes them highly dangerous towards low and mid-level demons. Etched into the side of the bullets is a crucifix which binds this hold power together. Demons shot with one of these bullets can lead directly to death because of the high amount of holy energy. They tend to completely destroy the targeted area so it turns to nothing but dust. A shot to the head is fatal for low level Demons while upper level demons might take more than a single shot to kill them with these bullets. If a mid-level or higher demon is shot with one of these bullets are able to resist the holy power for a period of time but the bullet must be removed as soon as possible if they want to survive and start healing. Locations shot with these bullets won’t heal until the bullet is properly removed. Half-Demons are also affected by these bullets but they tend to suffer milder side effects because of their human side but because they are still demons they will feel as if they are being burned alive from the inside out starting from the location the bullet entered the body and will eventually make its way to their hearts. Quantity: --------- [x10] BULLETS (per battle) x2 =20 Respawn Rate: Unlimited – Respawn after battles and your character goes to get more from a store or True Cross.
SIDE ARM WEAPON TYPE: Handgun SIDE ARM WIELD TYPE: Single Wield SIDE ARM MODEL TYPE: Beretta M9 AMMUNITION: 9×19mm FEEDTYPE: 15 Round Magazine ACTION: Semi-Automatic
• Eventually, after several minutes of cleaning and preening, the red fox left. It was still early in the day, the sun just peeking over hills and well above the tree tops, and Kit had taken wings and talons when it had leaped up onto the open window sill. It's red, silken fur turning to tawny down before dropping from the window, wings spread wide and catching the air under its span, giving the hollow-boned avian lift to even out and flap, going higher and higher, until it ducked out of sight in search of prey to feed upon. This left Joushi alone in the dorm room, the curtains open wide to allow the sun to beat upon the pink-haired teenager's skin and dark attire. The clean and crips shirt greedily ate up the sun's rays, the heat being welcomed by skin otherwise devoid of feeling the caress of foreign warmth. Seated at the desk, Joushi sat straight and tall, head bowed to allow green eyes to scan the open library books, the musty pages breathing fresh air into their yellowed husks. The plate of toast had been slowly withered down to a plate covered in crumbs. A few had managed to escape onto Joushi's notepad while the Dragoon was eating, only to be quickly sweeped up and into a hand to be brushed onto the plate once more. However the white porcalin was taking up space Joushi needed to compare to apparent conflicting information located within the three texts. Joushi stood, picking up the plate and ring of keys, wallet still in Joushi's back pocket, and white phone on the charger, the Dragoon went to leave the room, opening the door only to nearly knock someone out. Reflexes kicked in, the slender teen stepping back, a hand reaching out slightly to ensure the individual wasn't going to trip from the pink-haired Dragoon's sudden appearance. Green eyes blinked.
"Ah," Joushi spoke, voice soft. "Miss Akemi, yes?" The teen stood, plate in hand, face neutral while standing straight in the open door way. "I hope I did not scare you."
LovelyMintKisses
▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌⭐⭐
Words || 0,348 xxxxxxx Points || 01 Total || 0,499 xxxxxxxxTotal || 02 Stats Updated: 151 Leftover
❝I am Beast Charmer and Dragoon. I am Heir to the very wind caressing you.❞
Posted: Sat May 10, 2014 10:10 pm
Akemi Yogatoshi
Team: Gremlin ll House: Rajaion ll Page ll Dragoon ll Fire Apparition ll Wearing: School uniform
✤ ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎ ✤ ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎ ✤ ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎ ✤ ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎ ✤
Akemi turned the corner and continued her thinking when all of a sudden a door came flying open. The sound of the door creaking as the door handle was turned made her look up slightly. Just in time for her to quickly stop herself, but she stumbled a bit and took a few steps backwards so she could keep herself from falling. she looked up with her emotionless eyes to see the pink haired male she meant inside the gymnasium. He stood there with an arm slightly held out in case she tripped."No need to worry, you did not." She ensured the boy." If i recall your Joushi correct? If I heard correctly yesterday, you are also a member of team Gremlin." She stated and fixed her posture, standing up straight, shoulders back, and chest out."As am I." Akemi noticed Joushi was holding a plate in his hand.'Did he eat in his room?' she thought to herself and brought her eyes, slowly, back to the pink haired boy."yesterday was a very interesting first day yes?" She asked him. she wasn't sure how to engage in conversation with the boy. Was that even a topic the dragoon himself would want to engage in? Akemi often wished she was more of a natural at conversation, but alas she is not.
Equipment Name: Tactical Explosive Set Requirements: None Description: The Tactical Explosive Set is a common set of explosives that is used by most of the members of True Cross. This is a multipack of different explosives that will come in handy in defeating not only demons but some humans whom have allied themselves with Satan. These explosive are military grade so they are highly dangerous to use in a close proximity of oneself. The Tactical Explosive Set comes with Holy Water Grenades, Stun Grenades, Incendiary Grenades, Smoke Grenades, EMP Grenades, Decoy Grenades, Signal Flairs, and Tabun Gas Quantity: ------- [ x3 ] Holy Water Grenades ------- [ x2 ] Stun Grenades ------- [ x2 ] Incendiary Grenades ------- [ x3 ] Smoke Grenades ------- [ x1 ] EMP Grenades ------- [ x2 ] Decoy Grenades ------- [ x3 ] Signal Flair ------- [ x1 ] Tabun Gas Respawn Rate: Unlimited – Respawn after battles and your character goes to get more from a store or True Cross.
Equipment Name: Banishing Bullets x2 Description: These are known as Banishing Bullets, they are made from sacred steel blessed by four of the world’s most virtuous monks, which is the same method in order to create a demon sword but instead of placing the soul of a demon into the steel, the bullets are in a raw purified form laced in holy water and holy wine, which makes them highly dangerous towards low and mid-level demons. Etched into the side of the bullets is a crucifix which binds this hold power together. Demons shot with one of these bullets can lead directly to death because of the high amount of holy energy. They tend to completely destroy the targeted area so it turns to nothing but dust. A shot to the head is fatal for low level Demons while upper level demons might take more than a single shot to kill them with these bullets. If a mid-level or higher demon is shot with one of these bullets are able to resist the holy power for a period of time but the bullet must be removed as soon as possible if they want to survive and start healing. Locations shot with these bullets won’t heal until the bullet is properly removed. Half-Demons are also affected by these bullets but they tend to suffer milder side effects because of their human side but because they are still demons they will feel as if they are being burned alive from the inside out starting from the location the bullet entered the body and will eventually make its way to their hearts. Quantity: --------- [x10] BULLETS (per battle) x2 =20 Respawn Rate: Unlimited – Respawn after battles and your character goes to get more from a store or True Cross.
SIDE ARM WEAPON TYPE: Handgun SIDE ARM WIELD TYPE: Single Wield SIDE ARM MODEL TYPE: Beretta M9 AMMUNITION: 9×19mm FEEDTYPE: 15 Round Magazine ACTION: Semi-Automatic
• Joushi's hand returned to tuck itself into the front pocket of black jeans, satisfied that Akemi had found her balance enough to not warrent the slender Dragoon's aid. At the mention of the pink-haired teen's name, Joushi could only bow a head in acquiescence to both well-heared facts. It was not a surprise. The gymnasium was not meant to keep sound still, its very design allowing voices to travel far down its length without much in the way of effort. The sight of Akemi, however, straigtening herself as if to gather purpose and strength, was a peculiar sight to the Dragoon. What desire did she have to require posing in front of a fellow teammate - they were both Dragoons, perhaps she wished to prove herself equal. A shame she did not know what else they shared in common.
"I am, indeed." Joushi spoke, green eyes steady, face calm. "Joushi an Motisi. A please to formally meet you." The pink-haired Dragoon did not offer a hand to shake nor a smile to warm the air between them. Akemi did not appear to be the type that needed such coddling. "I look forward to our work together." Joushi noticed her eyes linger on the empty plate held aloft in one hand just as the Beast Charmer felt Akemi's weak aura burn inside her, escaping control. Rather than answer her silent question, or the open ended comment on yesterday's events, Joushi simply stepped further out from the doorway, head tilting to the side slightly while an ampty hand rested on the edge of the still open door. "If it is a discussion you'd like to begin, perhaps it would be best conducted out of the ears and eyes of those not involved." A small smile took light upong the pink-haired teen's features, posture softening, the invitation open to acceptance as much as denial. "I understand if you'd rather not, of course." The Beast Charmer offered. "I understand we are still technically strangers to one another."
LovelyMintKisses
▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌⭐⭐
Words || 0,333 xxxxxxx Points || 01 Total || 0,832 xxxxxxxxTotal || 06
❝I am Beast Charmer and Dragoon. I am Heir to the very wind caressing you.❞
Posted: Sun May 11, 2014 7:41 pm
Akemi Yogatoshi
Team: Gremlin ll House: Rajaion ll Page ll Dragoon ll Fire Apparition ll Daughter of Iblis: Fire King ll Wearing: School uniform
✤ ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎ ✤ ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎ ✤ ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎ ✤ ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎ ✤
Joushi relaxed his posture and held onto the open door as he a smiled to her. However, Akemi's posture did not change. Since Joushi was part of the same team, she wondered how balanced her team really was if the two of them were both Dragoon users. But still she hadn't seen that Akei boy in battle yet, so it was too soon for her to call on it. " Akemi Yogatoshi." she followed as a reply to his own introduction. It was only polite for her to introduce herself to him, so she did. He's next comment seemed rather intellectual as he seemed to know what it was she was thinking.'the ears and eyes of those not involved,,,' she repeated to herself mentally. Akemi never looked at it that way, but she did barely know the kid. She kept her calm face and looked into his green eyes."My apologies. I've never learned how to interact with people my own age. I guess you can say, I don't get along well with others." she admitted to the pink haired dragoon. Even though the two of them were on the same team she wasn't sure if she could trust him quite yet. After all he could have the same beliefs and goals as Ignazio. Come to think of it, he too resided from the house of Rajaion. If she had already run into Joushi, it was only a matter of time that she ran into him as well. Though she wasn't quite sure if she wanted to or not. She had quite a few questions to ask that boy, but she didn't want to ask those questions too soon and raise his suspicions of herself. Now that she thought about it, was there a chance that Joushi himself knew about the Alaric being a demon as well. Yes, trust was too earlier to be given to her esteemed partner.
Equipment Name: Tactical Explosive Set Requirements: None Description: The Tactical Explosive Set is a common set of explosives that is used by most of the members of True Cross. This is a multipack of different explosives that will come in handy in defeating not only demons but some humans whom have allied themselves with Satan. These explosive are military grade so they are highly dangerous to use in a close proximity of oneself. The Tactical Explosive Set comes with Holy Water Grenades, Stun Grenades, Incendiary Grenades, Smoke Grenades, EMP Grenades, Decoy Grenades, Signal Flairs, and Tabun Gas Quantity: ------- [ x3 ] Holy Water Grenades ------- [ x2 ] Stun Grenades ------- [ x2 ] Incendiary Grenades ------- [ x3 ] Smoke Grenades ------- [ x1 ] EMP Grenades ------- [ x2 ] Decoy Grenades ------- [ x3 ] Signal Flair ------- [ x1 ] Tabun Gas Respawn Rate: Unlimited – Respawn after battles and your character goes to get more from a store or True Cross.
Equipment Name: Banishing Bullets x2 Description: These are known as Banishing Bullets, they are made from sacred steel blessed by four of the world’s most virtuous monks, which is the same method in order to create a demon sword but instead of placing the soul of a demon into the steel, the bullets are in a raw purified form laced in holy water and holy wine, which makes them highly dangerous towards low and mid-level demons. Etched into the side of the bullets is a crucifix which binds this hold power together. Demons shot with one of these bullets can lead directly to death because of the high amount of holy energy. They tend to completely destroy the targeted area so it turns to nothing but dust. A shot to the head is fatal for low level Demons while upper level demons might take more than a single shot to kill them with these bullets. If a mid-level or higher demon is shot with one of these bullets are able to resist the holy power for a period of time but the bullet must be removed as soon as possible if they want to survive and start healing. Locations shot with these bullets won’t heal until the bullet is properly removed. Half-Demons are also affected by these bullets but they tend to suffer milder side effects because of their human side but because they are still demons they will feel as if they are being burned alive from the inside out starting from the location the bullet entered the body and will eventually make its way to their hearts. Quantity: --------- [x10] BULLETS (per battle) x2 =20 Respawn Rate: Unlimited – Respawn after battles and your character goes to get more from a store or True Cross.
SIDE ARM WEAPON TYPE: Handgun SIDE ARM WIELD TYPE: Single Wield SIDE ARM MODEL TYPE: Beretta M9 AMMUNITION: 9×19mm FEEDTYPE: 15 Round Magazine ACTION: Semi-Automatic
• "I see." Joushi responded, unmoving from the open door. Green eyes steady and posture calm, the pink-haired teenager's posture still open and friendly. "Well, when you decide you do wish to learn, be it on interactions or those silent questions you hold, you now know my dorm room number." Joushi's head tilted upon hearing something on the open windowsill in the room, like scratching, muffled and short-lived. Upon taking a step back, Green eyes caught a fox on the bed, chewing something small. "On the floor, Kit." Joushi spoke to the animal, small smile still in place, before turning and granting attention fully back on Akemi. "I'll be blunt," Joushi began. "I'm curious to see how much you know, and how aware of yourself you truly are."
[ Apologies - shitty post from just waking and a head cold -w-' ]
LovelyMintKisses
▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌⭐⭐
Words || 0,127 xxxxxxx Points || 00 Total || 0,959 xxxxxxxxTotal || 06
❝I am Beast Charmer and Dragoon. I am Heir to the very wind caressing you.❞
Posted: Sun May 11, 2014 8:47 pm
Akemi Yogatoshi
Team: Gremlin ll House: Rajaion ll Page ll Dragoon ll Fire Apparition ll Daughter of Iblis: Fire King ll Wearing: School uniform
✤ ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎ ✤ ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎ ✤ ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎ ✤ ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎ ✤
Think kid seemed to be able to read her mind more with every passing second. How was it he could possible know about the questions that laid upon her mind. Akemi nodded as a reply, acknowledging that he always had an open door. His attention was turned to something inside the room. The sound was of something scratching, was it mice? No, it didn't seem so, Joushi had a name for this creature. 'That's right his familiar. I almost forgot. she thought to herself and remembered how he used his familiar during the Hobgoblins raid. Akemi stood still, blank faced, as she waited for his attention to be turned back onto her. But his next few sentences out her on guard. 'Dammit.' her eyes narrowed at her blank glare turned into a glare. If only looks could kill."Curiousity of how aware of myself i truely am you say."'How, is this possible? I haven't told a soul!'"I know truths about myself I wish I hadn't discovered. Truths that aren't so heavenly." She stood still thinking. How was this boy really? There was something about this boy that didn't settle right, but what was it? head head lowered slightly, but he eye contact remained with Joushi's."Why would you be curious of such a.....personal matter?" she asked, hesitating before finishing her sentence. She expected an answer. Did he know? How she really was?
{OCC:// It's all good, i understand. I had a VERY long day ,myself.}
Equipment Name: Tactical Explosive Set Requirements: None Description: The Tactical Explosive Set is a common set of explosives that is used by most of the members of True Cross. This is a multipack of different explosives that will come in handy in defeating not only demons but some humans whom have allied themselves with Satan. These explosive are military grade so they are highly dangerous to use in a close proximity of oneself. The Tactical Explosive Set comes with Holy Water Grenades, Stun Grenades, Incendiary Grenades, Smoke Grenades, EMP Grenades, Decoy Grenades, Signal Flairs, and Tabun Gas Quantity: ------- [ x3 ] Holy Water Grenades ------- [ x2 ] Stun Grenades ------- [ x2 ] Incendiary Grenades ------- [ x3 ] Smoke Grenades ------- [ x1 ] EMP Grenades ------- [ x2 ] Decoy Grenades ------- [ x3 ] Signal Flair ------- [ x1 ] Tabun Gas Respawn Rate: Unlimited – Respawn after battles and your character goes to get more from a store or True Cross.
Equipment Name: Banishing Bullets x2 Description: These are known as Banishing Bullets, they are made from sacred steel blessed by four of the world’s most virtuous monks, which is the same method in order to create a demon sword but instead of placing the soul of a demon into the steel, the bullets are in a raw purified form laced in holy water and holy wine, which makes them highly dangerous towards low and mid-level demons. Etched into the side of the bullets is a crucifix which binds this hold power together. Demons shot with one of these bullets can lead directly to death because of the high amount of holy energy. They tend to completely destroy the targeted area so it turns to nothing but dust. A shot to the head is fatal for low level Demons while upper level demons might take more than a single shot to kill them with these bullets. If a mid-level or higher demon is shot with one of these bullets are able to resist the holy power for a period of time but the bullet must be removed as soon as possible if they want to survive and start healing. Locations shot with these bullets won’t heal until the bullet is properly removed. Half-Demons are also affected by these bullets but they tend to suffer milder side effects because of their human side but because they are still demons they will feel as if they are being burned alive from the inside out starting from the location the bullet entered the body and will eventually make its way to their hearts. Quantity: --------- [x10] BULLETS (per battle) x2 =20 Respawn Rate: Unlimited – Respawn after battles and your character goes to get more from a store or True Cross.
SIDE ARM WEAPON TYPE: Handgun SIDE ARM WIELD TYPE: Single Wield SIDE ARM MODEL TYPE: Beretta M9 AMMUNITION: 9×19mm FEEDTYPE: 15 Round Magazine ACTION: Semi-Automatic
• Joushi's posture and warm, calm demeanor remained the same even as the pink-haired teenager's words cut Akemi's features into a frown, and then a glare. "Yes," Joushi mused. "'Heavenly' is a curious word to describe one's self." The slender Dragoon teased, one hand on the door and the other still holding a white porceline plate aloft and even, its crumbs remaining off the floor. "Why?" Joushi repeated, head lowering forwards, appearing to approach Akemi. "If I were you I'd be more interested in why I am letting you know at all instead of allowing you to wonder off in ignorence. Perhaps its Ignazio's hope in you, or perhaps my life may touch the line of requiring your awareness in order for my survival - don't fret, I have no current intentions of simply walking away from my teammates when they require me. A group of individuals is of no use to anyone. However, if you believe yourself as hidden as Alaric did, you're in need of polishing, especially if we are to be working together. As I've said before, if you're interested in discussion, a hallway is not the place for it." Joushi pulled back then, a hand moving from the door frame to the door handle. "Make your decision now, Miss Akemi. I may be willing, but I'm not always present." The pink-haired Dragoon informed, small smile still soft and friendly by appearance.
LovelyMintKisses
▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌⭐⭐
Words || 0,234 xxxxxxx Points || 01 Total || 1,193 xxxxxxxxTotal || 08
❝I am Beast Charmer and Dragoon. I am Heir to the very wind caressing you.❞
