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Zella Orpheus

As Zella walked threw the gates of the school she was overwhelmed by the people and emotions. She tried desperately to bring down the wall she had been so used to hiding behind. Daedalus mush have sensed this as she came forward materialising next to her. Zella had promised herself that this year she would surround herself with new found friends and maby she wouldn't be so lonely. Daedalus was in a way her saviour freeing her from herself and helping her to embrace the shadows and not fear them.
She took a deep breath and found she was smiling happily as she watched she cross the courtyard to the fortune teller with the dice. She followed stopping just short of the table so she could observe the students already here. She watched the guy with the camera and the girl on the skateboard, the crash and everything after she wanted to get a feel for people before she approached them but it was approaching time for class and she knew that might pose as an opportunity.
She swung round to face Daedalus her heart lifting at the thought "Hey Dallas" she sad a tender note to he voice. "Will you be coming to class?" She asked unconsciously pushing her mane of hair back as it caught the wind and floated around her. Her bright green eyes still scanning, hoping for a chance to talk to someone but enjoying just being there.
thebigbadwolfy thebigbadwolfy
 


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Interacting: One Mean Ghost One Mean Ghost
A Girl Causing Trouble.

After leaving her room, Klare made her way around campus, cutting through the Quad and that's when she saw the commotion. And honestly, it peaked her interest in what was going on. Quickly she retracted her wings into her back, so they weren't being hit by others as she pushed her way through the small crowd of that formed around the group in the center.
It seemed people had gotten into some sort of disagreement. What was going on here? She squinted at all the forms, looking at each person. Her eyes falling on the one sitting on the ground. Her eyes carefully looked over his form. From his head to his feet. Analysing everything about him. Hair, eyes, skin, clothes. Stepping closer she tried to decipher all the different smells from the blood. Who was who? As got closer the smell of demon got stronger and stronger. She concluded it was the boy on the ground.
She shook her head making her way finally though the crowd. She stepped up to the Demon that sat in front of her, lightly fixing her hair before shoving her boot into his stomach and pushing him into the ground, leaving her foot on his stomach.
 

Ki'Tavi


Well, it seemed like everyone was tending to the girl that had crashed into him and paying him about as much attention as they would a flea. Oh well, given the size difference, they probably just assumed he was fine despite taking the brunt of both the hit and the fall. Hearing footfalls approaching, he turned his head to see a redhead approaching him. For just a moment, he thought that maybe someone was actually going to show some concern for him.

Wishful thinking...

He felt the boot hit his stomach, giving him just enough time to contract the muscles in his core to keep the wind from leaving him when she planted him right back onto his back. His golden eyes looked down at the boot on his stomach, steadily tracing up the woman's shapely leg before taking in the rest of her. "Hmm.... Kinky.... But aren't you supposed to buy me dinner before it gets to this part, or at least take it some where private?" He inquired with a tilt of his head.

"Ay, yokai" Kit's eyes narrowed a little as she addressed him in clear Japanese. There was a venom in her voice that dripped from her every word. It was readily evident that she wasn't here to be friendly.

"Ah, so it's a fight you want then.... Very well!" He smiled casually up at her despite her boot pressing down on his tensed core. He suddenly turned on his side, her boot slipping off of him as he pushed off the ground, launching himself a good couple of feet away from her to land on his feet. "Shall we dance then?" Kit smirked playfully, gesturing for her to make the first move.

The girl reached towards a slash that seemed to appear on its own in the air, pulling forth a long sword that seemed to be adorned by the stars themselves. Kit blinked at the display, realizing that she was quite intent on doing him actual harm. "Well then.... Apparently this is now happening" Kit muttered to himself. With no warning she lunged for him, trying to run him through with her first strike.

His body turned, the blade just barely missing his core as he spun on his heel out of the way. Almost immediately, he was forced to arch himself backwards, barely leaning out of the way of a horizontal slash that force him to handspring away from her and to his feet once more. Even still, her assault didn't relent. Another thrust came for his core, but the palm of his hand struck the broadside of the blade, deflecting it around his core so he could catch her wrist in the other hand. Giving her wrist a tug, he used her own momentum, turning with the pull to take away her balance. His free hand slipped behind her back as he suddenly dipped her backwards in a move that seemed more at home on a dance floor than a battle ground.

In that brief intermission, that fleeting interlude of calm, he took a moment to examine the finer features of the woman's face. From the subtle pout in her lips, to the particular way her hair curled as it fell about her shoulders, the Cat Demon found himself almost mesmerized. What caught his attention the most, however, was her eyes. One seemed like a ruby, specially cut to shimmer at the slightest presence of light. The other was a peculiar, powerful grey. Before this, Kit had always thought of grey as a drab color, but that was, perhaps, because he never saw the particular depth and shine of the grey her eyes carried, which managed to be equal in beauty to the crimson hue beside it.

As one who could influence others' perception of time, it was strange that, for once, he found himself unable to count the seconds that he lost in her gaze.

So perhaps it was no surprise that she broke the stillness, regaining her feet beneath her as her free hand struck his sternum to create distance once more. Perhaps it was just his imagination, but she seemed more or less as flustered as he did now. Given she once more went on the attack, Kit had to assume it was only his imaginings that had brought that subtle hue to her cheeks.

A smile on his lips, he watched her try to bring her sword down on his head. Stepping towards her, he caught the outside of her wrist in his hand, spinning her into his arms. Only this time, there was no hesitation. Her left knee shot forth, no doubt with full intent to drop his manly bravado in an instant for once more catching her right hand. Instead, his own leg swept inside of hers, pushing it outside of his body as his free arm caught her leg, wrapping it around his waist as he turned, once more lowering himself as he dipped her backwards so that he supported her almost completely.

It seemed she would not be content to stay in this vulnerable position this time. It lingered for just a moment as her free hand reached out, another blade within her grasp. He was forced to release her leg to catch her wrist, and in that moment, she got her legs beneath her. Putting her full strength into it, she managed to push him back a few steps, bringing her foot up to kick him back and away from her.

Now, perhaps he had imagined it before, but now he could swear that her cheeks were flushed, though whether from exertion or the moment, he had no way of knowing for certain. A flurry of slashes now pursued him, causing him to dodge and duck this way and that, in some cases avoiding the fickle blades by mere centimeters as he danced just out of the way. He'd manage to catch one blade, spinning her around, but now she seemed adjusted to such tactics, and she used such maneuvers to swing the other blade, causing him to lean or spin out of the way himself.

Despite the potential lethal implications of this whole event, Kit realized that the smile had never left his face. If anything it had only grown as this contest drew on. When was the last time he had enjoyed himself so thoroughly and so completely? Frankly, he couldn't recall. As the fight continued, he found himself admiring the grace and skill of his opponent, not to mention her beauty, the latter of which was such that he didn't even notice his ears and tail made their appearance on his otherwise human form.

One blade came down towards his head, caught once more in his hand, the other blade followed the horizon as it came for his midsection, but that wrist, too, was caught and raised to the sky above her head. In one careful motion, her arms were bent at the elbows towards her back and the swords were knocked from her hands to stick into the soft grass. His hands, then, slid down to her lower back, and in one motion he moved her, causing her to lean back in a sweeping, horizontal arc before he brought her back up and against his chest. One arm, even now, rested on her back, the other held her dominant hand, fingers intertwined to prevent another sword from interrupting the moment.

"I know this is probably an odd time to ask but...." He began, now intensely aware of the accelerated beat of his heart as he gazed down at her, his face now closer to hers than it had ever been during the rest of the fight. "By any chance are you free after classes today?" He inquired, his golden feline eyes never once making the slightest attempt to break away from her multi-chromatic gaze.

Frankly, this was a first for him. Never in a thousand years did he ever imagine that he would actually try to ask out someone who, just moments prior, was trying to kill him. However, something about her intrigued him and drew him in... Even now, his tail swished behind him, his anticipation evident as he waited for her answer with ears perked towards her.




 
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Alexa was almost startled by the fact she fell into a boy. No... she was startled. "Hey... You alright?" The boy asked, slowly sitting up despite the weight of the girl on top of him. Clearly he had a strong core to sit up even with weight on him like that. Of course, that ultimately put the aforementioned girl onto his lap instead of laying on him. Perhaps a slight improvement, maybe....

"Y-yeah! I'm perfectly fine!" she stuttered. She turned to the boy who came in front of her, and caused her to do the kickflip. Once again, she gave him the middle finger. "FUCK YOU, BITCH!" she called out. A girl stepped in and stuck out her hand to the fallen girl. "Hey, what happened?" Alexa glanced her. "Uh... nothing much..?" She fibbed. She glanced back at the boy. "Hey! Dude! You good?" She asked him. "Sorry about that.. I don't usually fall off my skateboard," she grinned to herself, mischievously.

"Oh shit, damn..." he rushed over to them, he typically soft accent getting thicker. "I am so sorry...fuck! I just spaced and wasn't paying attention to where I was walking. Are you okay?" Alexa turned to scowl at him. "How the fuck do you not notice a damn skateboard comin' your way!?"

"If there is anyway I can make it up to you, both of you, please let me know."

"There's nothing you could do," she spat. "You could've hurt someone!" Alexa then noticed a girl with her skateboard. "Was this yours?" she asked her. "Yep," Alexa happily took the skateboard from her hands. She then noticed another girl who came in, and decided to duel the other guy that Alexa fell on. They started to fight, and she cringed.

"I... guess he's okay..." she muttered. She placed the skateboard on the floor, and started to roll away, taking a small tour around campus. I'll thank him properly later.

Mentioned: truthofself truthofself || Interacting With: One Mean Ghost One Mean Ghost S Stardreamer A Angelus Fluffy-Kat Fluffy-Kat


 


KLARE 'KD' DALTON
just another fucking princess
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Interacting: One Mean Ghost One Mean Ghost
Clouded Thought Process.

"I know this is probably an odd time to ask but...By any chance are you free after classes today?"

Klare was taken back briefly. The color in her cheeks brightened as she felt them heat up even more. This isn't what she planned. This isn't what she wanted to happen. And She wanted to say she was busy. But she couldn't bring herself too. Why not. Why was so she attracted to him already? She shook her head struggling her wrist free, and flurrying her wings slightly to use the wind and move away from him; she didn't want to be stopped as he was a lot faster than she was. She paused not attacking, just standing away eyeing him. What does she even say?

"I normally go to the roof after classes if you want to meet up"

No fuck, What was she saying? She 100% did not want to see this man again. She didn't want to look into her stupidly pretty golden eyes or be around him and his dumb cute smirk. She internally screamed, any of her scattered weapons defused into stardust, as she collided one of her hands with her forehead. Why was she like this. She exhaled and inhaled. Going back to eyeing the male who stood a few feet away.
 
Sova Svetlo
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Sova, after handing over Alexa's property back to her, felt Ciana's wide-eyed gaze on her. "Hm?" the Celestial's own crystal blue eyes looked at Ciana from the side. When she realized she had her wielder's attention she closed her eyes with a smile and moved a stray lock of platinum hair behind her ear and out of her face. Sova turned to face Ciana completely now, her skirt gently twisting with the motion, long twin braids cascading over her chest and down to her mid-section. "You remember me, dont you?" Just after asking, her glasses slid down the bridge of her nose. Sova's eyes moved down at her nose, she raised a hand to push the frames back to their secure spot on her face and returned her attention back to Ciana, "Its nice to see you again." A dimple or two revealed themselves on either side of a sincere smile, and the apples of her cheeks were slightly powdered pink. Sova did a little curtsy as a greeting. Or...is that a little outdated...? 'Do humans still curtsy to one another,' Sova asked themself, putting a finger to their pursed lower lip in thought. Now that she asked, she couldnt recall the last time she saw mortal beings doing anything of the sort, now it was all about shaking hands. Oh well.

Yet another girl had join the groups chaos. Sova wasnt even sure what was taking place anymore. The girl, dressed in red, had walked right up to one of the males of the group, sitting on the ground looking a little....indifferent. He had been crashed into by the very disgruntled skater and didnt seem to mind or care at all. How strange. The Celestial watched as they interacted, until the girl attacked the young man out of the blue. Sova gasped, a little surprised from her action. What did he do wrong? "H-hey now," the Light being tried to intervene, "What ever the reason to this hostility Im sure theres a solution--" Sova cut off one of their famous "sharing wisdom" speeches when she realized the two werent paying any attention, and infact just started to fight...er dance? Sova wasnt sure. Watching from afar it seemed to be a little of both. The Celestial watched the interaction with one raised eyebrow and a pout with her lips.

Things took an unexpected turn and the two that were engaging in what Sova assumed was combat had suddenly sparked a strange sexual tension. It didnt take a genius to take notice, the the way they looked at eachother, they were just about ready to suck face. Sova stiffened and frowned, biting her lower lip, 'Is this how they court eachother now?' she wondered, growing insecure of how much they had to catch up on, 'Just how long have I been away from this place?!'

And there was one more thing bugging the Celestial. Her soft eyes traced the male's body, and noted two very unusual traits: a pair of soft, fluffy ears, and a tail which flickered every now and again. During their time on the mortal plane, Sova had seen many species and races, but this was a first. Putting a hand to their chin, Sova tried to comprehend how a species like that came to be. And so they visually came up with this equation:

:captaincat: + ^_^ = ^;3^

Sova snapped out of her thoughts with a gasp and looking a little horrified. If its one thing they remember from this world, its cats and kittens. During previous visits Sova would take stray cats that ever happened to cross their path and try to keep them but the solitary creatures would always end up running away at the first chance they got. But humans with cats as sexual partners?! How could they?! Sova suddenly turned and grabbed both of Ciana's hands, "Ms. Bianchi, promise me you will never choose a cat as your life partner!" she blurted, unaware that Ciana is 99% likely to not know what the hell Sova was talking about. The Celestial's face showed concern and seriousness at once, eyebrows furrowed with a small frown.




S Stardreamer
Mentioned: One Mean Ghost One Mean Ghost truthofself truthofself Emmi Emmi
 
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Ali Zrak


The Air Celestial hovered just out of view, readying a water balloon for the perfect moment . . .Crash--
Just as the moment was right, some skater guy collided with his target. Even though they presumably couldn't see him, he whooshed backwards to create some distance between the forming crowd of people checking on the skater and his target who had ended up as a victim of the crash. Ali's eyebrows furrowed in disappointment, this new crowd now made his original target completely safe from any antics, he'd have to find some other mortal to play with . . .
Once again surveying the area, he ended up catching a few flashes from the corner of his eyes. Maybe he'd give the photographer a little surprise, Ali figured as he rubbed his eyes. Only when he had finished and had a clearer view of the cameraman did Ali toss his water balloon filled basket aside (on some poor unfortunate student who was passing by). Was that Shubuu?

Creeping up just out of view of the familiar Celestial, Ali gracefully floated above him with a big ol grin on his face as he quietly hovered over him.
"Shubuuu!" Exclaimed loudly as he popped into the camera's frame from upside down, "What are you doing here? Is your wielder here-- oh wait, you're just the person I wanted to see, how are you?" His intention was to surprise the Space Celestial at first, but now he was just excited to see a friend. Already his hand was reaching for a scroll that was tucked into the makeshift belt around his toga.
Mentions: "Skater boy" / Alexa ( Emmi Emmi ) , ExTarget / Kit ( One Mean Ghost One Mean Ghost ) , Crowding people ( S Stardreamer , Fluffy-Kat Fluffy-Kat , A Angelus , Everyone Everyone else checking in on the crash that I missed)
Interactions: "Shubuuu" / Space Celestial ( W A N D E R L U S T W A N D E R L U S T ) , Open (if anyone wanted to be the random person who just got dunked on)
 
SHURA SVEMIR ~ SPACE CELESTIAL
LOCATION:: Main Campus || INTERACTIONS:: August August || MENTIONED:: S Stardreamer Fluffy-Kat Fluffy-Kat
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Rats. Seems more than a few people caught him in the act, especially a little floating angel he knew from his past. The girls seemed to be the least pleased with his actions. It wasn't directed at them entirely, more like they compliment the scene he was aiming for.
"Sorry!" He called out to the group from the tree branch. He couldn't help but photograph such an exciting moment. So much was going on at once that it was overwhelmingly beautiful to him. Although, he probably should have asked for permission before just capturing them in the moment. Oh well.
"Shubuuu!"
The young celestial tried to scare him but Shu isn't easily startled by sudden noises. A wide grinned formed on his face as he teleported his camera to his 'safe space'.
"Alibaba it is good to see you. My art keeps me sane so I'm doing well. Actually, I was just capturing the next scene for my gallery. I call it 'Humans in a First Encounter'. Needs some work but meh." He affectionately pat his old friend on the head, running his fingers through his short blonde hair. "You wanted to see me? What ever for? I haven't gotten the chance to do anything yet, haven't even met my so-called wielder." His grin turned into a smirk as he watched Alibaba, as he affectionately named him, fidget around his belt for something. Why he chose to dress like a greek goddess was a mystery to Shu but he appreciated it's originality.
 
Edelin Zemlja
The Earth has power
For those who obey


Edelin has always been fascinated by mortals. Something about them captivates her interests and nudges her mind; they bring relief to her bored state. How could something that is encased in a lifespan bring so much change whether for good or bad? No matter how many mortals she has encountered, she still fails to grasp for an answer.

Now, the human in front of her has this funny look that she always sees as a response when she reveals herself to her wielders. She stifled a laugh when the silver-haired slowly crept back before turning his back away from the celestial and sprinting out.

"Oh, dear!", Edin pushed her reddish lips into a pout before it slowly formed a smile. She reached out a hand towards his direction, sending a blast of green magic towards a tree. The tree quickly grew branches and twigs that blocked the boy from escaping further away from her. "Where are you going? It's quite rude to run away from a lady, you know. It makes me feel like I look horrendous." she said while pushing away fake tears for added effect.

"I am aware that this is quite overwhelming for, erm, human minds but hear me when I say this: you are special." she inched closer to the stranger, "You are among the others that have been marked by celestials. This is a fate that you cannot escape for you are already marked. I am quite sure that somewhere in your body, there is a marking of a moon, stars and earth. Quite artistic, I know, I did that." she paused to let out a small giggle, "You don't have to bind with me right now but I'll give you this talisman so I'll always be by your side!" with that, she decided that it was a wrap. Her body glowed a bright shade of green and brown before disappearing. Everything reverted to normal and it would seem like the Earth celestial wasn't there at all if not for the ring that appeared on the silver-haired boy's right hand.
fIora fIora

 

Ki'Tavi


"I normally go to the roof after classes if you want to meet up"

If there was any doubt about the mutual attraction between them, it certainly was gone now. They'd gone from fighting and dancing, to now having a date scheduled for after classes. To say things had escalated quickly would be putting it incredibly mildly.

"The roof it is then" Kit murmured with a soft smile as he stepped closer to her, once more shrinking the gap between them as his eyes never left hers. His hand reached up, gently taking hers from her forehead. Kit held his palm against hers, so their fingers lined up in a greeting common among Cat Demons. So common, in fact, that it was incredibly well known even outside of their race. For some reason, he found himself being much more traditional than he normally was. Perhaps it was a subconscious desire not to accidentally mess this up, or perhaps it was because Cat Demon traditions were almost notoriously contact-oriented.

Whatever the reason, he found himself, for a moment, admiring how soft her hand felt, even how small it was compared to his own rough, calloused hands.

"My name is Ki'Tavi, son of the great warrior Sol'Dakku.... But please, call me Kit" The Cat Demon murmured as his eyes moved from her hand to once more meet her gaze, the tender smile never leaving his lips. Perhaps some would be put off by the multi-chromatic nature of her eyes, but he found exceptional beauty in their distinct contrast. He had, in his many years, never seen any eyes that could claim to be their equal. "May I know your name as well?"

His tail swished slowly behind him, his ears perked towards her and his attention clearly, unmistakably focused solely on her. By now, it would be undeniably obvious, from his actions and appearance(especially his eyes), that he was a Cat Demon. With baited breath, he waited to hear the name of the woman that had managed to draw in his attention so completely...



 
The person- Celestial? handed the skateboard back, and then they looked up, and now they was smiling at Ciana and that was worse- oh, stars. This was a goddess of the universe. She needed to prioritize, and prioritizing did not count unwelcome attraction. She took a quick breath.

"Yeah, I remember you." She was about to stick out her hand before the girl sunk into a curtsy. It was a bit- well, a lot old fashioned, but if that was what they were doing, then, okay! Who was she to decide, anyway- she was in the presence of a goddess. She returned the curtsy with a small bow, not a performance one, just a tiny dip of the head.

"I, um, never got your name though. What's-"

A commotion drew her eye, and she whirled around to see the redhead and the other boy fighting; so yeah, apparently she'd been right to worry. Except as she watched, the fighting started to seem a lot less like fighting, and more like, well . . . dancing. And then they were staring in each other's eyes, and then . . . Okay, she had officially lost track of what was happening. They were dating now? Or maybe they'd been dating before, and this was just a thing they did. Well, to each their own, she guessed. Maybe the redhead had been staring because she thought the guy was cute.

Then Ciana took a closer look at the guy, and- that was new. He didn't have a tail and ears before, did he? Well, it happened sometimes. They were at a school for supernaturals, after all. What was one more cat demon? Her Celestial seemed a bit more perturbed, though. She took Ciana by the shoulders, and asked her, emphatically, never to take a cat as her mate.

"Whoa, don't worry. Trust me, that's not going to happen. I have not and will never be attracted to cats." Looking at the utter sincerity in her eyes, though, Ciana began to wonder. "You . . . do know that his parents, that's not what they did either? I mean, you probably didn't have time, being a Celestial and all, but if you wanted . . . you could swing by my dorm later and I could show you some stuff?" It was a little forward. Maybe. But then again, the people in front of her were being much more public and Ciana felt brave.
 



sor·cer·er


/ˈsôrs(ə)rər/

noun
a person who claims or is believed to have magic powers; a wizard. Emmi Emmi


Aaron Bluhan Shuuya

Aaron's path was closed by a wall of branches and leaves, and he turned around to speak with Edelin. "What do you want?"

As Edelin explained everything, she suddenly disappeared. Aaron was left confused and stuttering. "W-what? I-I don't u-understand!? He fumbled with the ring and looked at it. It looked like jade, but Aaron sighed and continued through the courtyard towards the dormitories. As he got his room key and his room number, he trudged up three floors until he reached the room 368. At the counter, the lady had told him his roommate was a guy named Fay DeLight. I wonder who he was...

As he reached the door, he struggled with the lock until it fit into the stubborn handle. He walked into the dirty room, and stepped over the sand-brown carpet. "Hello? Is anyone here?" He dropped his suitcase on the couch, and looked around. The place was a mess, and there was a light smell of mildew. Aaron stepped over the mildly-decaying floor into the bathroom. I wonder if my roommate is cute...




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Fay almost had a nosebleed first thing in the morning when he arrived at campus. Why? The generation is so flaming hot, in his opinion. He should know. He's the damn god of fire and flames, and hotness. He looked around the campus. He saw a guy with blonde hair and pretty blue eyes--Fay could immediately tell he was British--french kiss a girl. That means he's out of the option, but just looking at him was enough for him. He noticed a Korean boy show off to a nearby woman, who turned him down. Don't worry, bro! I'm here! He sighed. Dear Celestials, how the hell am I going to find a partner for myself? Don't get Fay wrong. He's bisexual, but he prefers men. If there was a pretty women that would catch Fay's attention, he would be all for it.

He then heard a bunch of profanities, and a loud CRASH. He looked up, and finally had a nose bleed. There, he witnessed boy love! A boy--he looked as fragile as a girl--bumped into a very good looking man, and fell on top of him! "Oh, praise the Lords!" He shouted. He got a few glances, but was ignored over all. He blushed a bit of embarrassment. "Uh.. anyone's got a tissue?"

"You are a very weird fellow," someone mumbled, but handed him a silky handkerchief. "Thanks, dude." He reached out for it, and wiped his bloody nose with it. "Do not talk to me. I do not wish to associate with someone that has hair that looks like it was dipped in hot sauce." Fay was taken aback. "Wh-wha.."

"Now, if you will excuse me." The boy started to walk away, and Fay noticed he had white hair. "AT LEAST I DON'T HAVE GRANDPA HAIR!" The boy didn't care, but instead disappeared. Fay huffed, and went to his dormitory, just to wash up a bit. Once he arrived at his dorm, 368, he cringed. The room was terrible, and extremely dirty. "Holy shit..." he mumbled. He slowly walked over the whole thing, and into the restroom to take a shower. A nice, warm shower will take my mind off boys. He sighed, and stripped, revealing his glorious six pack ("Eight packs just look disgusting!" --Fay) and his dragon tattoo all over his arm, and his huge, di--("STOP" "ok")

He turned on the warm water in the shower, and started to shower with extremely hot water. He heard the door of the dorm open, and the corners of Fay's lips turn into a grin. "So, my roommate's here," he told himself. Suddenly, the restroom's door opened, and Fay was in view.

Silence.

Fay just stared at the boy, examining him. He felt his cheeks warm.

Suddenly, Fay shrieked. He grabbed his blood red towel, and covered his banana. "BRO, WHAT THE FUCK!?"

Mentioned: One Mean Ghost One Mean Ghost || Interacting With: fIora fIora
 


KLARE 'KD' DALTON
just another fucking princess
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Interacting: One Mean Ghost One Mean Ghost
Admiration

- - -
"The roof it is then"

She would've given a reply, but soon enough after speaking; he always near her again. Why wouldn't he take a hint? She didn't want to be near him. Even if she did just plan to meet him after classes. Right now she'd be content with just taking off with the set of wings that were idle behind her. But she couldn't bring herself to leave. Why what was keeping her planted in this area around this demon.

Pulled from her thoughts was the feeling of her hand being touched. She glanced at him doing a very odd greeting. Cat Demon. Mentally she screamed, sure she knew exactly what he was doing, she was well aware of demon traditions for a few different types. And if she didn't know Cat Demon Traditions what was she doing. It was pretty commonly known.

"My name is Ki'Tavi, son of the great warrior Sol'Dakku... But please, call me Kit. May I know your name as well?"

She widened her eyes slightly, before quickly regaining her normal composure and taking her hand away. She couldn't hit his hand. But nothing said she could punch him in the face. Which she did so. Once removing her hand from his, which was weirdly nice might she add. She quickly drew it back and in full force took a step forward connecting her fist to his face. Once she pulled away and crossed her arms.

"Klarion Marie Dalton. More commonly know as KD." She spoke out glancing at the boy she just punched.

Sure she wasn't too fond of him, his smell of demon alone annoyed her more than anything. And the Innocence in his eyes as his tail just swayed waiting for her to reply made her personally sick, yet she still could've helped but found the boy attractive in an odd; I just wanted to kill you a few short moments ago. A small smile worked it's away upon her lips as she then went to fix her hair working to hide her Grey Eye again.
 
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Ali Zrak

"Humans in a First encounter, hm? That sounds like a chapter to some adventure-- Okay enough of small talk, now for business!" The Air Celestial's cheeks puffed slightly as he tried to get into 'serious mode'. He pulled out the scroll and as it unrolled a feathered pen floated near it in front of Shu. "I've been thinking about it a lot since the last war, and this time I'm going to really put my foot down on getting this peace treaty working." Ali proudly showed off the scroll that he obviously wrote out with a mix of crayons and ink, random doodles in corners presumably when he had gotten off task.
"It's just a demo to get people to sign until I can create a Celestial Council to make a finalized version, but anyone who signs this must agree to the terms of not hurting each other or the humans we drag into this." Grabbing the feathered pen from the air, and pushing both items up to Shu, something about his usual cheery nature seemed to have deflated a little, "You're one of the few who is still on friendly terms with me, so I was hoping that you could be the first one to sign and be an official member of the Peace Act . . . Ideally I would have liked to get the others to sign before they met their wielders, but things are happening so fast-- But I know this will work, if we just work together we'll be able to end the wars once and for all!"

As he spoke, he regained confidence once more in his plans, his face no longer showing signs of the previous sadness and he was up in full hover. This would work. If things are established in stone, it can't slip between their fingers. He could fix this . . .

Interactions: Shu ( W A N D E R L U S T W A N D E R L U S T )
 



sor·cer·er


/ˈsôrs(ə)rər/

noun
a person who claims or is believed to have magic powers; a wizard.
Interacts: Emmi Emmi


Aaron Bluhan Shuuya

As Aaron stepped into the bathroom, he felt his shoulders suddenly tense up. In the shower was a naked man with abs and other features. Aaron could feel his cheeks start to sting as they blushed a tremendous red. He didn't expect anybody to be in the dormitory yet, as the door was still locked. As the man suddenly jumped out of the shower to grab a towel, Aaron found himself trying to divert his eyes away from that guy's gigantic frame. "U-uh, are you Fay DeLight? I-I think you're s-supposed to be m-my room.. roommate..." Aaron looked at the ceiling's moldy tiles to avoid making eye contact with "Fay Delight". Aaron thought to himself, He sure was a delight. Aaron sighed.

And then he realized. Wait, what!? Why am I thinking that!? Aaron felt a bead of sweat running down his forehead. Why was it so hot in here? Was it the steamy shower? STEAMY!? Aaron finally broke the awkward silence. "Um, I'm going to g-go outside for now? And you can, um, get dressed..?" Aaron turned around and closed the door behind him when he left the cramped washroom. He let out a huge breath quietly. "What the hell just happened!?"




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Zella Orpheus

Zella wandered the halls of the school, taking in as much detail as she could. She ran her hand along the wall as she smiled
cheerfully at the students she passed. She stopped at two huge wooden doors, tracing her finger on the design she pushed
them open and stepped inside revealing a massive library. He eyes lit up as she wandered around picking up random books,
scanning them and putting them back down. The library was well lit with large glass windows and well placed lights.
Zella went to sit down at one of the tables but just as she moved to one she stumbled knocking a huge pile of books
off the table and scattering them across the floor "im sorry" she said holding the edge of the table to regain he balance
before bending down to pick them up "I can be really clumsy sometimes" she said trying to make the most of an embarrassing
situation. Once all the books were back on the table she opened one she had found and started to read hoping the other
students would quickly forget her fall.​
 

Ki'Tavi


Clearly, letting his guard down around this girl would be a bad idea. He'd let himself get distracted by her eyes again. Once more, he'd found himself the victim of his own favorite trick. His foot took a step back with the punch as his head turned. It wasn't the hardest punch he'd ever been unfortunate enough to eat, but that still didn't make it especially pleasant. For a moment, he thought he'd been tricked, but then she told him her name...

Well, maybe that was just her ensuring she got in a hit, given in their previous skirmish she hadn't been able to so much as touch him...

Then she smiled. That, combined with the way she tried to hide her hair made her undeniably adorable. A smile crept over his lips as he rubbed his freshly punched cheek. "Klare.... It's a beautiful name.." He remarked, his tail still swishing behind him, the rhythm not the least bit disturbed by the impromptu sucker punch. "Though I have to ask, do you always try and kill people you've just met?" he smirked teasingly at her, clearly not actually upset about her attempts on his life. He wanted to learn more about her, and that meant getting her talking.

For the sake of his own survival, it was probably wise to find the root of that attack sooner rather than later....



 
Sova Svetlo
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"Whoa, don't worry. Trust me, that's not going to happen. I have not and will never be attracted to cats."

The Celestial sighed, putting a gand to her chest and closing her eyes in relief, "Oh good, Im glad to hear that."

"You . . . do know that his parents, that's not what they did either?" Ciana asked.

"Hm?" she blinked curiously, a little surprised by the correction. Suddenly the equation of a cat and a human producing the cat demon before them was proven wrong. Well not proven, but Sova started to question her own logic for a moment. "They didnt?" How else could they come about? Sova has heard of the human baby stories of the storks. Perhaps he was delivered by a cat?

"I mean, you probably didn't have time, being a Celestial and all, but if you wanted . . . you could swing by my dorm later and I could show you some stuff?"

Ciana's question had inturrupted Sova's daydream and kept her from wandering too far off into her thoughts, which was a good thing! Sova was notoriously known for "spacing out" or "blanking", they had a very curious and imaginative mind that sometimes got the better of them. She stared at Ciana for a moment or two, taking a couple silent seconds to push out her previous thoughts and comprehend Ciana's question after letting it sink it. Suddenly her face brightened up with a smile, "Sure~" she chirped, "Id be happy to! I have so many questions to ask! If you dont mind of course. Like what are those little boxes everyone is always staring at? Pushing these buttons and talking into them, it seems distracting. Im also really glad you remembered who I was, I woke up today feeling a little nervous i might scare you off! But I didnt! And--," Sova stopped herself. Her ocean blue eyes looked at Ciana sheepishly, "And Im rambling arent I?" Playing one of her braids, the celestial looked away slightly flustered, "Oh dear, Im sorry, I get a little ahead of myself when Im excited," she explained, then quickly popped back into her bubbly, optimistic self when she remembered something, "Oh thats right~ you were going to ask for my name right? A little earlier?" Sova took a step or so back and flashed a cute smile, dimples resurfacing and a hand to her head like a little salute, "Im Sova! Sova Svetlo, the Celestial of Light. You can just call me Sova or...any name you see fit! As my wielder, its my responsibility to take you under my wing and push you to reach your greatest potential!" The white-haired Celestial went in for a gentle hug, "I think we'll become very good friends on this journey."
 


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Fay saw how the boy's cheeks blush a tremendous red. "U-uh, are you Fay DeLight? I-I think you're s-supposed to be m-my room.. roommate..." The boy looked at the ceiling's moldy tiles to avoid making eye contact with him. Fay's face was burning as he squeezed the soft towel tightly. "You think? Wh-why would I be in here if I wasn't?"

Did... he see... everything!? Fay immediately thought, his face getting redder by the second. He checked out the guy who walked in on Fay. The boy had beautiful gray hair and green eyes. Damn... he's hot.

"Um, I'm going to g-go outside for now? And you can, um, get dressed..?" Aaron turned around and closed the door behind him when he left the cramped washroom. Fay stared into space for a long time. "WHAT THE FUCK!?" He practically shouted. He tried getting out of the shower, but slipped and fell. "OWWWW!" Fay was a bit too flustered when his roommate walked in and noticed his abs and... huge frame. "FFFFF---" He took a deep breath. It's alright, Fay. At least he was hot... maybe I found someone to pester... He grinned to himself, and he started to wear his clothes in the restroom, feeling a bit self conscious as he stepped out.

Once he done so, he glanced at the boy, and grinned. "You must be Aaron, eh? Well," he held out his hand. "Sup. Fay DeLight..." he coyly smiled. "Your lips look so lonely... would they like to meet mine?" He winked at him.

Mentioned: N/A || Interacting With: fIora fIora
 


KLARE 'KD' DALTON
just another fucking princess
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Interacting: One Mean Ghost One Mean Ghost
Bad Jokes

- - -

"Klare.... It's a beautiful name...Though I have to ask, do you always try and kill people you've just met?"

She eyed him a bit before finishing with her hand and going to inspect her hands. Nothing seemed damaged, everything was well. She listened to him speak, adoring the way his voice sounded.

Klare

She glared at him. "I said KD not Klare" She hissed out, ready to punch him again for getting her name so wrong. How does he mix up Klare and KD? Klarion. Klare. Oh, now she saw it. Though, she did like how Klare sounded when he said it. "And, as for your question. I only go for the kill against demons" She spoke in a more smooth and calm tone. Something entirely different from her tone a minute ago. "You always look like a Deer in Headlights at girls?"

She couldn't help but chuckle slightly at her last comment. She noticed how he got lost staring at her, often looking her over. Especially in their fight, she saw the way his eyes roamed over her body, taking in every feature. From her eyes, that he seemed too interested in all the way to the Pair of Crimson Wings that has adored her back. She noticed it all from him.
 
"There's nothing you could do, you could've hurt someone!"

Ranell was bout to retort, but was interrupted by the girl he had noticed earlier coming up to them and attacking the boy who had been in the crash. As he saw the others leaving the scene, he decided to peace out as well and explore a little before class. As he turned away he caught a glimpse of the demon-ness of the two fighters.

Well, that could have gone better.

He happened upon a set of old wooden doors, discovering the library behind them. Figuring he wouldn't find a more interesting place any time soon, he decided to explore this area. He gazed up in awe at the large windows, which reminded him of the cathedrals of Europe in a way. He didn't pay much mind to the books themselves, preferring to examine the architecture of the building. His wonderment was interrupted by a large crash. He twirled around to find the source of the noise, seeing a girl bent over picking up books. Noticing that she was one of the people that was gathered around the fortune telling table earlier. He himself avoided that table as they seemed frozen in time last he looked over. He chuckled to himself and went over to help her out, picking up a couple of books that had flown farther away from the table.

"Nice save, I'm sure no-one well remember it. I'm Ranell by the way."

He smiled as he put the books down on the table.

interacting: TheEndlessRain TheEndlessRain
 

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