Fandom DWMA - A Sound Soul - Soul Eater RP

[DarkElite020]

Tori yawned and slowly sat up. He rubbed his eyes and pushed his messy hair out of his face. He stretched and tiredly gazed at the clock on the wall. 'What time was I supposed to be there again?' He thought to himself. He blinked and quickly jumped out of bed. "What if Im late?!" he asked himself suddenly now in a hurry. He redressed into a nicer outfit and brushed his teeth and his hair. With out eating breakfast Tori stumbled out of the door and quickly ran to the school. He got to the top of the steps and stopped, panting a little bit trying to regain his breath. He ran his hand through his hair and walked into the orientation room quietly. He put his hands in his pockets and looked around the busy room.

 

[Burberry Preserves]

"I ain't into that shit kid," the man replied as he dropped a candy wrapper next to UFO, falling at the feet of his golem. Wow, he littered! What a piece of shit! Ignoring the fact that UFO would've probably done the same himself! UFO gave the wrapper and the man a scowl as UFO was pushed over to the congregation. "I actually came over here to order you to go mingle with the rest of the idiots there." Who would want to mingle with these meatsacks? "Hey Mr. Pedophile, hands off. I'll sue for sexual harassment." The golem followed close behind, and UFO glanced around the room. Jeez...


Yeah, going into the middle of the room certainly wasn't going to change the fact that he wasn't going to ming–his breath was knocked out of him sharply as a girl smashed into him, cursing loudly. Okay, who the fuck was this bitch, and why the fuck did she have the gall to bump into him? A growl nearly broke through his throat, but he suppressed it. Honestly... this dumb girl... UFO stood stalwart against the girl, and wasn't knocked over. His golem held his legs to stabilize him. "Hey, you yellow piss stain, you've got a brain, don't you? Why don't you make life easier for the rest of us and use it?" He flexed the fingers of his right hand with a disdainful glare, ready to start a fight. "And if you don't... maybe we should just fucking rip it out, seeing how useless it is. It'd have a better home in the black market than that thing you call a head, don't you think?" An aggressive smile formed on his face, ignoring the carrot-top next to the other.


@yumiyukifan1 @MoltenLightning

 

[Vii]

...It's like it's just keeps getting bigger and bigger... No matter how many times he had passed by that building, Luca could never resist to be pull into a state of awe and fascination as he stared at the building of DWMA and its magnificence again and again. Truly a sight to behold. But unfortunately he could not afford to keep admiring Death City's buildings and so on. Classes would most likely start soon and, even without a partner, it was expected of him to attend them. Besides it was not by being anti-social and rebellious that he would find a Weapon for him to wield. No, no, no, he had to show initiative, motivation! Even if he could not speak, he was still just like any other first year looking for the one whom he would resonate with. To be honest, it felt...kinda scary to find such a person. It was all so new to him at this city, including the very same search for this "soul mate". What if they didn't like him? What if they were too violent or reckless? Luca could only shake his head in denial as a response to his thoughts, heading inside in a slow pace. Playing with his bed-hair styled locks, the boy would soon find himself at loss, wandering the halls of the school aimlessly but he hoped for the best. Just look for a platter, it's simple...

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[Darth Tangent]

Hoshiko woke up that morning with a yawn, stretching his arms and legs in the bed of his apartment, feeling a little groggy. Today was the day he would be going to the DWMA. He was wearing his usual sleep attire which consisted of grey sweat pants and a sleeveless black shirt. He grabbed his goggles off his nightstand, fixed the strap behind his ears, and moved the goggles onto his eyes. Now being able to see correctly, he hopped out of his bed, went to his bathroom, undressed and proceed to take a shower.


After he was done taking a shower, he dried himself and put on his usual attire. He then went to his kitchen and made himself some cereal and grabbed a pear, not wanting to actually cook a hot meal. As he ate he thought about the book he was currently in the process of reading, "The False Prince". When he was done eating, he went back to his bathroom and brushed his teeth, making sure not to get any water or tooth paste on his clothes. Then, he left his apartment and headed to the DWMA while reading his book.


He arrived at the school, taking a glance up from his book and admiring the building. Finally, the DWMA. Now I will truly hone my skills as a Demon Weapon. He put his book away inside its pouch and went inside. At some point, he acquired his weapon tag, and headed toward the orientation room. He sat down quietly, took out his book, and continued to read. He heard sounds of people talking, a girl fighting some guy, some person yelling from excitement. He glanced up every now and then to see what was happening, but mostly tuned out the noise so he could focus on his book. When the lady had explained some information to everyone about the DWMA and told everyone to mingle, he stayed in his seat and read his book. He was too invested in the story to stop reading.

 

[DarkElite020]

Tori went and talked to a few people, but they didnt really fit him to well. He sighed and picked up his class schedule. After a few moment he decided maybe it would be better to come back later. In the meantime, he could look around the school while he waited for other class members to join. He left the room, and began wandering the halls. "Now to find where each class is" he mumbled to himself

 

[Elision of Ecritures]

Today had been a slight bit of a rude awakening for Solomon.

He at down at the orientation room, a small breath making its way through his inhale and exhale following the former. He had to make it a priority, nay, obligation to all the respect he put forward towards his mother, himself and his training taht he would avoid being inside the NOT program as soon as possible. He didn't feel the need to be among 'higher people' and nor did he feel the need to be away from the people he was currently with, a hypothetical observation which would be preposterous as he had yet to even meet anybody, his refined posture sitting him in the back of the classroom where only a sparsity of people sat or stood, but he wanted to because he knew he needed to be there. Because due to how for a major part the NOT program was used as a means of social hightstanding among civilians or Weapons attempting to simply control their abilities, the NOT program was certainly not him.

Pun possibly intended.

He looked around the room, his eyes not scanning for any particular details as he paid little mind to anyone else, his actions and thoughts still being ones easily mistakable for the narcissistic types as he simply wanted to be alone. Advance and move, that was all on his mind since he realized the structure of the class curriculum he was given as he gave another deep inhale followed by another exhale.

At this, he looked down at his hand, paying close attention to the detail of the lines and how they coursed likes gentle streams across his flesh. He shook his head, doubting that anyone would wish to be his Meister counterpart in this program he had willingly taken part in. He doubted fully that anyone would wish to deal with him and his mannerisms. After all, he wasn't narcissistic or believe himself to be, but he was fully aware he was quite selfish in his goals. In addition, Pragmatically, who would want to team up with a mute weapon? How would such a partnership function?

Could one listen to a heartbeat and know what they knew, thought or wanted? Was that the power of a meister? To see a soul that clearly?

He closed his hand then, turning it over and resting it gently n his lap to be met by its counterpart, folding them on top of each other. A small apathetic gaze reached up to his face as he paid full attention to the front of the class, wondering exactly what was to come next.​

 

[SpookySableye]

Alex looked around at the classmates again after saying what he just said. The one jerky kid was now away from the older man, and seemingly trying to pick a fight with the hyperactive blondie. It seemed like he really wouldn't want to get involved, so he tried ignoring it. Also, the orange haired girl would most likely try fighting him anyway, so there would be little point. A few more people got in the class from the looks of it, as there were more meisters now. "Yep. Definitely a mixed bag..." Alex muttered under his breath.


@Shippo

 

[yumiyukifan1]

Kylei Crysten

She blinked happily as the Orange haired girl introduced herself, but felt uncomfortable leaning on something. Oh. Yes. She was leaning on a human. Stupid chair. Why was she even using it in the first place... The, hopefully, living person started to speak, his tone harsh cold. Kylei felt bad.


"Ahahaha.... Sorry, sorry." Blondie said, getting up and began to bow in apology. "I humbly.... Wait." She lifted her head to catch a glimpse at the person. He called her a fucking name. A mean name. Huh. Piercings. Rough face. Muscles. Ah. His face. Crysten stopped her bow and a sweet smile flew across her lips. She had a new name for him, Nose Hair-sama. Boom. JUST LOOK AT THOSE NOSE HAIRS OF HIS. DAMN. It would make raindrops fall for him. But too bad he wasn't a hot mysterious manga guy. Too bad.





"Ehee! Nose Hair-sama! You have weird ways of flirting you know! Ahahaha!!!" She made a squeal noise and winked at him teasingly. A small scowl crawled through her smile and she stared at him with her eyes shining with fire. Calling her piss. And horribly complimenting her little mind. Tch. How mean. No, cruel. No, stupid. How dare he......"And you must really care if you're worried my pretty little head that much! I care too you know? Ahaha. Hopefully your dick will stop pissing on your eyeballs. Look at that color. They're turning green, maybe you can only see yellow piss stains? Hmph. Too bad you ain't a mysterious hot guy. " Kylei's smile became a smirk. She had her hands behind her back, right hand holding left. Her tongue rolled over her top lips and a small blush came to her cheeks. Them nose hairs. If he wants a fight, she'll give it to him. Besides, he doesn't seem too forgiving.


@Strawberry Preserves

 

[Lil Shirou]

Kagoma quickly feeling the anger in her with loud mouth shooting his mouth. " would you shut your mouth and do what your told. You idiooot" says kagoma yells at the guy as she points at him. Then she slams her open hand against the desk in front of her cracking it.


@SpookySableye @Strawberry Preserves

 

[Elision of Ecritures]

Solomon looked over at the two having a heated discussion not so far away from him, noticing the girl who split a desk in half. He whistled slightly at the action, leaning over to see as he failed to realize how he had just then made himself more well known to the group. However, he had no real problems with being social and interacting with people in general, he just had great difficulties striking up conversations with these people. UFO was beyond too surly for him to build a pragmatically sane relationship with and become partners, despite his inherent Enchanting abilities which seemed t be, interestingly enough quite a game changer in hypothetical situations.

The others however proved no more promising as a suitable match for Solomon. Glaive certainly seemed more than acceptable personality wise from what he had observed of her actions in the Room thus far, being also slightly popular however she seemed to be simply scoping out her surroundings in wanting only to see and not buy so to speak in terms of choosing a partner. Finding a partner to him was something that seemed like nothing but a whole deal of relationship work. Going it solo was still a reasonable option, considering that one weapon Justin something or other at a young age managed to complete his task of devouring 99 kishin souls and one witch soul, effectively becoming a death scythe all by himself. Though such legends were often lacking in the details of HOW, meaning a Mesiter would still be the most logical solution. He groaned internally, unable to utter a word still as he stood up and looked at the other weapons and meisters assortedly talking in the room, can't helping but thinking one single phrase.

I am so fucked right now.

He then sighed, standing up completely and deciding to walk outside, he needed some fresh air away from all the meisters that seemed to make no sense to him, instead choosing to walk down the halls of the DWMA for now, considering it possible to meet someone else who was late as he left the room under the pretense of 'getting some water', or so he had directed in sign language to the instructor as his footsteps echoed.​

@Mine

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[Burberry Preserves]

UFO yawned, and leaned to the side. "I wouldn't call your head pretty. Honestly, humble much? And learn to listen; the only reason your head matters is because of the price it might make inside it. Human organs don't come cheap... and I'm pretty sure that your hair is the only piss stain that I can see. Your, uh, 'pretty' head would be slightly less horrid to look at if it were bald." This bitch... really wasn't creative with her insults, huh? Honestly, nose hairs? That sounded like something out of a comedy. Or a fetish video. "Also, are you a pervert? A mysterious hot guy... wouldn't even be interested in a perverted idiot like you... People like you are disgusting... When you find some 'mysterious hot guy,' are you going to stalk him like the creep you are? Really... second pervert I've met today, and the creepier one too." A bright laugh burst from his lips. like she had made some sort of funny joke in a perfectly normal environment.


This low-grade banter wasn't even enough to get his engine whirring at full gear... He'd even call it fun, honestly! It'd be even more fun once they got to beating the shit out of each other. An angry yell caught his attention, and his eyes slid over to another maggot in the room. UFO raised an eyebrow at the cracked desk, and felt his blood rise more. "Haah? Idiot? Have you ever looked in a mirror?" He placed a hand on a chin in realization. "Ah! You probably never want to, sorry! With a visage like that, I wouldn't either!" He was ready for some action. UFO nodded to the golem at his feet, and it walked over underneath a desk again. "A bad temper combined with that... control yourself, jeez. This is a school, not a farmhouse."





@Shippo

 

[RubyRose]

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If she thought the earlier excursion with the other girl putting a boy in his place, it was nothing compared to the hot headed boy and the girl who had beat her to asking Glaive to be her Meister's stand off.


Piss Stain? She flinched back... she had never heard such a terrible term. Usually She was the type to punch boys in the nose for saying such things but she actually wasn't sure she could beat this boy in a fight. He looked like he was born out of the kind of neighborhoods that killed you for looking at them wrong. She may be a weapon, but Arya was pretty sure she wasn't indestructible.


She watched as students continued to mill about the class room, some even turning to actually try out their weapon/meister syncs by having the weapons go into their weapon form. Some pairs really hit it off... while others... well let's just say there were a few meisters who couldn't even lift the weapons. Wavelength synchronization was exceptionally important. A couple times Arya considered going up to a meister and giving it a shot but she just wasn't feeling it with any of the people in the room. And she was also beginning to feel sick from the nasty fight between the meister and the weapon. How funny would it be if they paired up? She thought idly to herself as she watched. She had read somewhere... or perhaps heard from someone? that opposite personalities actually worked together as weapon/meister partnerships better.


She moved closer to the door, wondering when orientation would be over. She was eager to escape the fight going on.


No sooner had the thought struck her that the teacher had returned to the front of the room.


"You are all dismissed to your classes." She said with an idle wave of her hand, her expression not amused. Apparently the disagreement hadn't gone unnoticed. Still, she gave each person caught up in the argument a very critical look but did nothing more before leaving the room. Arya all but ran from the room at this point.


Meanwhile- Edin had just finished up one of his classes and was moving through the hallway to his next class before hearing a conversation between a couple of meisters. A rumor had been going around; Edin had heard of it, but he paused in their discussion anyway.


"Did you hear what happened to that weapon student that used to go here? I think they were a claymore sword? Maybe just a regular sword... anyway, what they are isn't important. Did you hear what happened to them?"


"Who hasn't anymore?" The second student replied with a soft sigh of impatience.


"Yeah but I thought weapons were safe if they went here. Like... I dunno... I thought Death City was safe."


"I don't know, man. All I can say is I'm glad that I'm not a weapon."





Edin sighed... so nothing new then. Over the past couple of months weapons had begun disappearing. What was happening and who was targeting them was unknown... All that could really be said is that weapons were being attacked. Biting his lip in thought, it wasn't too much longer before he made up his mind and began to seek out Arya. He had something he needed to discuss with her.

 

[MoltenLightning]

Glaive's breath caught, the guy's statement surprising her. She tried not to engage, but her utter disbelief at the rude boy's whole attitude made her teeth grit in aggravation. Then, the teacher intervened. Cooling down, she made the basic assumption that that guy was gonna have a hard time finding a weapon. Either way, she noticed several people going to leave. She grabbed her schedule, and grabbed Crysten with a firm hand.


"Let's just leave this guy alone. He obviously just wants to get on your nerves, so don't worry about it. If he wants to find a weapon, he'd best change that attitude of his." She whispered to the girl, obviously infuriated with the boy but trying to be the pacifist. She would have to blow this one off, but next time... He might have to be prepared for his little golem creature to have a make-over... Maybe worse, but that was all she could think of. Her head was just stressed from the whole situation, so her ideas were less then extraordinary.




She sighed. Well, she'd just have to see if she was compadable with anyone here. Like all of the other places she had gone to... But this one felt different. Better, even. She was going to try, and also not get kicked out for her strange antics. Probably.

 

[Darth Tangent]

Hoshiko was really enjoying the book he was reading, "The False Prince", the story was getting very interesting and smile had appeared on his face. You wouldn't be able to see the smile since it was hiding behind his collar and his scarf. The story was getting especially intense at the specific chapters he was about to turn to. He was just about to turn the page, excited to see what happened next, when....yelling. Was that yelling he heard! Hoshiko glanced up from his book quickly and looked upon the argument. THEY HAD DISTURBED HIS READING! Name calling, yelling at each other,, obnoxious laughs, DISTURBING his reading? Hoshiko wasn't one to get into unnecessary fights, but he was beyond annoyed at this point. He couldn't tune them out no matter how hard he tried.Thankfully, the teacher dismissed them to their respective classes. So, he bookmarked his page, put his book inside its pouch, and jumped over peoples heads, wall running from the back of the room to the front of the room. He wanted to get out of the class as soon as possible and go to a quieter place, even if it wasn't silent, just something that didn't have those people fighting. He landed in front of the door and proceeded to calmly walk to his next class.


Hoshiko took a few deep breaths to calm himself, remembering what his mother Tsubaki taught him. Just be patient. Hoshiko was usually patient, calm, and collected. But they had struck a nerve. Reading was one of Hoshiko's favorite things to do, besides train and strategize.


Then he remembered something else, who would his partner be? He still needed a meister. He knew that he didn't need one right away, but he should have at least got a feel of a few meisters. He knew there were stories and records of weapons who had collected their 99 evil human souls and one witch soul by themselves, but he had saw what his parents could do together and decided to try to get a meister, at least once. Of course making sure he got a good feel of the person and made sure approaching them was worth his time.

 

[Darksoul180]

Being called a pedophile didn't bother Curt, he knew that the kid was nothing but rotten the second he made that snarky comment. Little did he know Curt toke that as a challenge


Curtis chucked a little bit to himself and smirked as his slight push caused this rather large chain of unfortunate events happen. It is like pushing that little brat into a group of kids was like throwing a rock into a tigers den. Everyone was in some sort of heat rather they knew it or not! Curtis's first order as a teacher caused so much trouble. He could get used to this kind of power. Though even if his fun was done with the students being dismissed to class. He decided to take another stab at the weird hot headed brat.


Curt toke a few steps forward hands in pockets and leaned down slightly behind UFO just enough to get right next to his ear.


"Is that really your plan? Threaten everyone and call them Perverts?"


Curt said in a stern voice, although his serious voice was broken when he began to chuckle once again, this time it started to break into a louder laugh, as he continued what he was saying.


"You heard the head lady, go to class ya brat!"


Curt finished as his laugh calmed down and he motioned toward the door with the rest of the children of the orientation.


Although a thought occurred that Curt had no idea where to go from here, so he figured he would follow this hot head around until he finds someone more interesting to mess with! Then maybe do his new teaching job sometime as well. Who knew being a teacher could be so fun!


"Thanks Death, for holding me captive with a bunch of fools to boss around and fuck with!"


Curt for the first time in awhile was starting to feel a bit of enjoyment outside of combat.

 

[SpookySableye]

After witnessing what could have been a huge fight breaking out, Alex figured that he should probably leave before it gets worse, or before he would eventually join in. The grown-up nearby was clearly enjoying what was happening, as he was laughing a lot. "These seem like some pretty interesting people to have in my classes..." Then Alex looked back at the one kid who started this fight. "Geez, that kid really wants everyone to hate him, huh?" He thought, "He's an asshole. Or a complete fake; not really sure. Either way, he's going to have fun finding a partner." Alex turned his attention back over to Yuuki, who had just split a desk in half. "Yeah, we should probably go to class now." Alex told Yuuki as he himself began getting up to leave, but at the same time waiting for Yuuki.


@Shippo

 

[yumiyukifan1]

Kylei Crysten

She twitched with anger. That asshole. Her teeth were clenched, but still formed a smile. Kylei tightly gripped her hands and the right transformed into a blade. Nose Hair-sama will get what he deserves.... But them nose hairs... She grinned and broke a piece of wood off the chair. "My my my.... Calling me a pervert while you want to mutilate me so badly...." She pointed the broken wood at him.





"Do you really want to fuck with me, Nose Hair-sama?! DO YA?! LIKE WHAT THE HELL IS UP WITH YOUR ATTITUDE?!!?!?! DO YOU THINK WORDS OF POISON WILL HARM ME?!?!?! DO YOU THINK YOU CAN BRING ME DOWN ANYTIME YOU WANT?!?!?! I'M PRETTY SURE YOU'LL CATCH A COUPLE OF MEN WITH THOSE PIERCINGS OF YOURS!!! BAKA!!! If you want to remove my best source of knowledge, YOU HAVE BREAK DOWN THE WALLS OF MY HEART!!!! AT LEAST I'M PROUD ENOUGH ABOUT MYSELF TO LEAVE MY HAIR COLOR THE WAY IT IS. Unlike your fake red hair..." Crysten heard something crack and she faced the noise. An angry student. Or.... a young teacher. Or just another girl, was yelling out nonsense about obeying some kind of rules. The bandaged blonde quickly frowned at her. "DON'T INTERRUPT, BAKA!!!!" She stared back at Nose Hair-sama, her sky blue eyes meeting his. She was about to rip out those earrings and nose hairs of his...


"You are all dismissed to your classes." A teacher announced, with her voice not amused. Oh. Great. Just when the brawl was about to happen. Blondie had no other choice but to obey. She knew most of the teachers here were pretty bad-ass... and she didn't wanna get mixed up with any of them...


Blondie took a breath and found herself being pulled away by Glaive. Her breathing slowed down a bit and her arm returned to normal. She continued pointing the stick at Nose Hair-sama and an old man who whispered into his pierced ears.. "But really... words won't harm my soul, baka. If you can see it, then good for you. I won't be broken down by the likes of you. If you want a partner that badly, you better change. BECAUSE I DON'T GIVE SHIT TO BULLIES. I GIVE FISTS, NOSE HAIR-SAMA!!! NOW GO FUCK YOURSELF!!!" Crysten knew this wasn't the end of their fight.... It would be worse if he was in the same class as they were.... Tch. The blonde threw her stick at the feet of the little gollum, her anger ebbing away. She walked silently with Glaive to their first class. Children, welcome to DWMA.





@Strawberry Preserves @MoltenLightning

 

[Elision of Ecritures]

After walking throughout the various hallways for a couple minutes, getting a feeling of the exact layout which the DWMA held for him, Solomon noticed that the halls were starting to fill up, various people starting to flood the halls while orientation rooms as well as home rooms for more experienced students, or whatever the system allowed at the moment which remained out of Solomon's range of knowledge, he realized he had to additionally head to his first class if he was to be punctual. He decided there were no other meisters that he saw he could talk....or rather communicate through sign language and a whole lot of lip reading on both sides, to.


He began his walk as well, finding himself walking to class with two other students, one of the Weapons from the orientation room that he found to be quite antagonized by the Enchanting Meister's ornery attitude (Kylei) and the other orange haired meister who seemed to be particularly positive and pacifistic, rather calming in all, from the orientation room as well (Glaive). Of course, not being one to be rude or shy despite his mutism, he gave a small hand in the air, a greeting wave as he walked next to them accompanied by a smile.


@yumiyukifan1 @MoltenLightning

 

[MoltenLightning]

Glaive sighed as they left the room. That was way more chaotic then it should have been, and it could have gotten out of control. That other guy she beat up had annoyed her beyond anything, but she knew she could beat him. That other jerk? Not so much. She knew when to pick her fights, and that was not one of them she wanted to be in. Her gut had told her that one, and her gut was her most valuable resource. As they proceeded to their first class, she noticed one of the quiet people at the orientation had appeared giving a small wave. She did the same, smiling. It seemed he wanted to tag along. She looked back over at Crysten for a moment, smiling and rolling her eyes at her corny insults. This girl was straight out of a manga. Or, one who wanted to be in one. Who knew. She looked back over at the new comer, her smile broadening. "So. What bring you here, stranger?" She inquired, her eyes curious.

 

[Elision of Ecritures]

Solomon looked back, his eyes widening in slight shock as he didn't expect the girl to reply to his actions beyond a wave. Sometimes being a mute was highly inconvenient of a thing for social reasons, but he really couldn't dwell on the negatives of his situation currently, he simply regained his smile again and held up his hands as he began to sign. Of course, he didn't expect everyone around him to immediately take the time to learn sign language of all things just to understand him, as that would make him a burden to others, but he still used sign language whenever he spoke in order to practice and apply it, not one to allow his skills to grow anywhere near rusty.


The academy or to you? I came here because I'd like to be a good Demon Weapon, but I came here because I figured I should introduce myself, my name is Solomon. he mouthed, making sure to enunciate his vowels and words as he mouthed and signed them for Glaive to fully understand.


@MoltenLightning

 

[MoltenLightning]

Glaive blinked a few times in confusion, as if interpreting, but then realization washed over her. "I see... Luckily I know some sign language. And I, am Glaive." She replied, the smile still on her face. "So, you're a Weapon? What kind?" She asked politely, her tone light. They approached the room they were supposed to go to, but she still wanted to know the answer. Her arm was at her side, her posture confident. Her smile rang with a need for thrill, but only at the right moment. Right now, she just wanted a feel for the place. This was the norm for her. To try and find a companion in many different places. A partner had never been found before for her, but she really hoped this was the one place she would find one. She wanted a real partner, not just a sorry excuse for a replacement. Here, she felt that was possible. These thoughts filled her with mirth, and her stride became more upbeat, her eyes bright and wishful.

 

[Elision of Ecritures]

Due to how Solomon didn't want to waste anyone's time in order to translate his words, he decided to simply show Glaive. he held out his right arm, extending it as he gave a deep exhale and, in a beam of green light his arm flashed to being a metal poll with a triangular steele tip, a spear as he flashed it back into his normal arm again. It was the norm for him as well, to find someone he needed to fulfill his goals and form a partnership. He needed someone driven with acceptably strong morals in some direction if they were to ever match in the wavelength of absolute will and want for something greater then what they had. Solomon had no doubt that the greed he felt for power gave him direction, and, despite this greed, he considered that it was only those who tamed this greed by being greater then it in the end were the real strong people in this world. All of these thoughts were hidden behind a smile as he walked to the front door and opened it for her.

 

[MoltenLightning]

Glaive nodded her head at him as she went through the door, feeling a new found respect for the silent boy. She could feel heat rising to her face for a moment, but tried to ignore it as she walked though the doorway. A copious amount of students were already in the room, having casual conversations and shuffling about in an unorganized matter. She chose her seat towards the middle of the room, finding there to be the least amount of people. As she relaxed and leaned back in her chair, her eyes drifted towards Solomon again. She smiled as she watched him hold the door for a moment, then gestured for him to sit down. He was nice, she'd give him that. Her mind wandered to his weapon. Spears were always a good weapon, as they were could be applied in many different fields. Long range, short range, throwing purposes, defense... Lots of uses. Which, in this case, she enjoyed.

 

[Lil Shirou]

As much as kagoma wanted to continue this she decide to following Alex's lead. Before she left she said one final thing, " people that shoot off their mouth are often the weakest." Before a response was made she left the area. Kagoma didn't want to fight the guy.


After awhile she turn to Alex and says " my hand hurts I think I am going to go to the nurse's office. I see you in a bit ok."

 

[Elision of Ecritures]

It wasn't particularly noticeable at first glance, but Solomon reflected her feelings of respect almost equally. Solomon did need someone who was strong and confident, someone who could go on a complex relationship which required strength. She seemed to be a very suitable candidate for such. She seemed strong willed and almost sharing the same philosophy, but her ability to exhibit more emotion reflected what she thought more clearly than the apathetic Solomon. It was difficult to tell from an objective or third person point of view, but to Solomon, the two had capability as Meister and Weapon, at least in theory. He smiled back at her and sat down next to her in their first class, Taking out a pencil and a piece of paper from his belongings and scribbling something in the margin.


It's nice to meet you, Glaive.