ATA REDO!

(Do we have some sort of rooms?)


"I'm sorry, I was taking my entrance exam to get in the academy... I have to go unpack." the tan-skinned, brown-haired girl told the other one, who had medium-lengthed hair, a pretty dress and a long scythe. Isis didn't want to, but decided to roam the crowded hallways. An entrance exam, she thought. Her eyes scanned the area, and caught an average student, who looked scared of everything. She took his hand, and slid her feet through his legs, removing his balance. She grabbed his neck, with her right hand, and tightened her grip. He gave out a yelp, which was quickly stopped when she pulled him up, and threw him at an area with a small space, free of people.


"Sorry, random person." Her eyes met his, and for a second, she saw his face flush. "It was just for some sort of an entrance exam," she added. She took his hand and pulled him up, allowing him to stand. It was kind of surprising for Isis to realize that he didn't seem hurt at all, and the yelp was just because he was shocked. He's something, she thought. She faced a neatly-dressed woman, who looked like the headmistress, and bowed slowly. She smiled, and the headmistress smiled back.


"I challenge you..." a voice boomed gently in the area she was in. It was the pretty lady with the scythe, challenging a black-haired young man with red-eyes, and his sword. Isis walked to the side, bumping through some people, and leaned on a wall, planning to watch them fight.
 
"By the looks.. it looks like you got two personality... Half demon? Well I'm the god of death. This should be a fair game.." She smirked as she blew the smoke out of her face. She sliced the cigarette with her scythe and was ready to battle with him. "People usually can't beat me unless they walk away..... So this is a fair game. A-And quit smoking... It's bad for you,"
 
(yea we have dorms) Nicchole found a nice place in the garden. she started playing her clarinet a beautiful melody came out. Nichole felt at ease as her melody calmed her.
 
He rolls his eyes. "Whatever..." He lifts his sword. The Human half frowned a bit. "Wasn't that your last one?" The Demon half nodded with a low growl. "Yea..." Dante's Human half just looked at the girl and frowned. "I feel bad for you miss..." The Demon half charged toward the girl with his sword and then stopped, his face inches from hers. The halves voices were in unison once again. "As the gentlemen that we am... We'll let you attack first... but after that... we won't hold back..." He then moved back and waited.
 
"Tsk tsk tsk... Shame on you, look what smoking did to you, it made you become even more angry. I bet you spent good money on that cigarette. Now it's gone," She pushed the sword out of her face. "You're letting me attack first because it's ladies first right? I don't really enjoy that rule but what ever floats your boat." Sacred told them. At first, she acted weak with a slow soft attack with her scythe. She wasn't really trying, she just wanted to make a joke about herself.
 
Dante laughed at the girl and shook his head. "Stop acting weak... we both know you're just making a mockery of yourself." He then got in her face once more and said with a whisper. "Try again... and this time... do it like you mean it.. use your full strength..." He smirked devilishly.
 
Sacred scoffed and pushed his face out of the way. "Fine...." she looked up and started thinking. She started swing her scythe pretty fast in a circle creating a mini tornado. It didn't really make the guy move at all. The tornado stopped and she was gone. She was behind the guy and was about to stab him with her scythe but instead kicked his ankle.
 
seth stood in the shadows and watched a girl and a guy that he did not know fight, the girl was good he noted to himself but he also noted that he didnt believe the guy was trying his hardest. honestly seth thought the guy was merely testing her. he realized that the girl was trying with about 75% of her full power seth could tell these things, he didnt know how. but he could.
 
"Hm." A small laugh escaped Isis' throat. A small tornado, with a scythe was impressive, but to simply kick one's ankle? "Impressively humorous," she muttered, while walking towards her room.
 
"Dormitories." Isis muttered. For an academy like this, roommates would hurt. She was thankful enough that the room assigned to her didn't seem to have a typical annoying room mate. This time, she was all alone. It felt nice. She zipped open her bag, and started to unpack.
 
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