Fantasy Hawthorne Academy

[Emperor Shadow IV]

Johnathon looked Mars over critically. He had only briefly regarded the class and his evaluation, yet even so, he hadn't found reason to complain. He had also shared Mars' dissatisfaction with being placed in the support class, but that was just luck. If really needed for the front lines, the boy figured he'd be placed there. Then again, that was just John. He had little pride or true opinion over anything. All he really could do was shrug his shoulders and wait for Mars' moment of 'rebellion' to be over.


The 'extra credit' bit Giovia had given John was occupying most of his head. At the moment he was thinking over other possible shields of defense. But he could use them as more than just a mere shield. Thinking critically, scanning over the self-taught knowledge of his power, he called upon the possibility of bringing both dramatic heat and cold waves together to create a discharge. With this theory, he could use a shield of protection and turn it into a weapon by discharging it and sending the electrical waves towards his enemy. The idea greatly intrigued him, and he plotted for the time to try it out.

 

[Magikarp]

When the teacher passed out the evaluation Blake skimmed over it, generic enough, his force field abilities were practically the definition of ‘protect’ though he had to admit he didn't think of having a healing technique to go along with it. Then came the ‘I have high hopes for you spiel’ Blake's seen this before from last year, that is until he saw who his partner was. Blake almost ripped the paper to shreds when he saw who his partner was...almost. Instead he clenched his hands until his knuckles turned white.


Does the world just love screwing me over?


Out of all the people he had to be paired up with, it was that guy, Shinji Aramki.


Though only thing that made his day a little brighter was the ever conceited Mars trying to get himself out of class but telling the teacher about his capabilities that in the long run contradicted the whole 'trying to get out of this class' part, thus screwing him over as well. Normally Blake would just bask in Mar's embarrassment but he felt like he deserved to make a remark.


"Really proving your point right now Mars, such convincing points you have," Blake announced while crossing his arms.

 

[Queen Rai]

~Lyra~

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After looking over her evaluation, a huge smile spread across Lyra's face. It seemed as thought she was going to do fairly well in this class! Seeing that Giovia was pretty busy helping students and answering questions, the girl didn't go up to the teacher just yet. She glanced around the room at her peers. Some girls chatting, Mars being his usual Mars-ish self and protesting about having to take this class, Johnathon sitting in a desk close to her, some more girls talking--


Johnathon sitting in a desk close to her...


Slowly turning back towards she boy, the feeling came back. It wasn't as strong as it was when she first saw him, but it was still there. Should she talk to him? What would you say? 'Hey, Johnathon, I totally forgot you go here!'? No, that was stupid. Maybe she just wouldn't talk to him...he looked pretty busy and all with his evaluation.


No. She would talk to him.


"Hey." she smiled, positioning herself on her chair to face him.


HA! 'Hey'! That's great! I remembered how to say 'Hey'!

~Giovia~

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Giovia smiled at Emma, but it quickly faded as she remembered the girl couldn't see it.


"Yes, Emma. I have something very special for you..." she said, opening one of the drawers of her desk and pulling out a box. She placed the box on her desk, closing the drawer with her foot, and opened it. Inside, there was an arrangement of bottles filled with colorful liquids and powers.


"This is a case full of medicinal herbs and potions. I'm going to work with you to teach you how to identify herbs and turn them into healing potions." she explained, guiding the girl's hands into the box to feel the bottles and tubes. Suddenly, a boy started ranting on and on about how he didn't belong in her class. She waited for him to finish, and then said, "Why, Mars, those are excellent ideas!"


She shot a devious look at him and said, "I think I'll award you some extra credit."

 

[Britt-21]

Emma heard her opening and closing things. As well as moving. But all that had stopped once shhe had placed the box down on the desk and opened it. "All i'll need is engravings..." she felt the tops of the bottles, feeling letters on top. Just one letter per bottle "This will work just nicely." she smiled softly before hearing another voice. This caused her to look the man's way. When he said that he was her Partner. She spoke "As you know, i'm emma." she closed the box, facing the teacher once again "Thank you. When will you teach me how to use these, Teach?"

 

[Emperor Shadow IV]

"Hey."


The voice was distant to John's ears, like a call or cry from somewhere far off, reaching him on the wings of a breeze. Slowly, however, he was dragged out of thought, and found he heard the voice coming a second time. It was much more distinct now, and he immediately recognized the speaker. Oddly though, it didn't sound very cheerful or in greeting, but sexual. John turned a little too quickly to spy Lyra smiling at him, mistaken by how he thought she said 'hey'. "Hey," he replied evenly, his tone pretty flat. It didn't take him long to realize how painfully stupid he was being then, saving him from an awkward mess.


Perking up more now, he responded again less hesitantly. "Hey . . . Lyra." Her name took a moment to come to him, but when it did he was able to attach it on to his formed sentence, however accidentally giving it more emphasis than intended. He didn't seem to notice though, and gave her a small smile.

 

[cojemo]

Mars cringed when the teacher complimented him on his ideas. Those words stung more than any wound he had ever attained while fighting in the past. Not only were they words that condemned him to this class, but they were evidence that he was actually suited for support. Instead of saying anything, he just took out his physics book and banged it on his head a couple of times, until stopping after the 5th impact.


Hearing Blake's sarcasm just shoved the dagger in deeper. "You just... just... just keep your mouth shut, Blake." Usually he would come up with some witty retort to throw back in his face, but all of his willpower had been sucked straight out of him. There wasn't a single joke, or a jab at his bland personality, or a sarcastic remark on how awesome he was anywhere near his mind.

 

[Queen Rai]

"Hey. . . Lyra."


Lyra blinked at him, a pit forming in her stomach as he said her name. Here was that feeling again, this time, a lot stronger. What the heck was it? She didn't quite feel like she was going to throw up, but the butterflies in her stomach made her a little jittery. For some reason, when he said her name...it made her want to smile. The fact that he remembered her name made her want to run out of the room and let out a cry of joy.


Somehow, she managed to stay in her seat. Using all of her willpower, she managed to not completely freak out.


Again, she didn't look directly into his eyes for more than a few seconds at a time or she just knew she'd be sick. What was happening? Was his power being able to make people sick by staring them in the eye?


That would explain a lot.


"Johnathon, wasn't it?" she asked cooly, forcing herself to relax. "What's your ability, if you don't mind me asking?"

 

[Sunasa]

~:.:.:Veronica Elizabeth McCarter:.:.:~

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Veronica looked straight to Mars after he has his outburst and grew quite angry. When short people get angry, things get serious. "Sir! There is no need for that kind of behavior! Do you see this armband?" Veronica points to her armband proudly and then points to the one around his arm. "This armband represents many things, mostly representing a member of the student government. and one of the most important things that comes along with the armband are responsibilities. If you wear this armband, you stand and make sure those responsibilities are taken care of. My favorite responsibility of this armband. is making sure that this school and it's students were protected. Mars, you have a wonderful power that proves to be useful and quite powerful. It's not that we are sidekicks, we are leaders. If our friends are in danger, we protect them."

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[Emperor Shadow IV]

"My ability?" The question had caught Johnathon a bit unprepared. He responded quickly though, only taking a brief second to gather his thoughts. "Thermal Manipulation," he replied in an affirmative way. He leaned back in his seat, draping an arm and elbow over the head of his chair. "Hot and cold - really all I can say." For some reason, that was the only explanation he could gather. Once Lyra locked her gaze with his, even if only for a brief moment, an unsettling feeling overcame him, causing the thought process he had gathered to crumble. Quite suddenly, John realized he wasn't acting at all like his usual self. Where was that calm, uncaring demeanor that naturally took hold of his conscious? It was highly unorthodox for a conversation to perk his interest, catch his attention, take hold of his thoughts, or what have you. This girl in particular . . .


Seizing hold of the brief moment where he nearly lost himself, Johnathon wished for his smoldering cigarette in the trash can outside of class, but got it together and asked, without change in tone to show how he had been thrown off-balance, "What of your power? It perks my interest." His Polish accent was being especially pronounced.

 

[Magikarp]

Blake rolled his eye when Mars repeatedly hit his head with a book; Blake took it as a sign of defeat which oddly enough gave him a sense of satisfaction. As an added bonus Mars couldn’t even think of a comeback and Veronica was ranting again, things were starting to look up a bit, though he was still not looking forward to working with Shinji. However his good mood dropped and bit when he saw Lyra talk to this guy. He was well dressed sporting messy brown locks. Looking at Lyra he saw she was definitely acting...off. She seemed kind of jittery and no in her usual Lyra fashion. Almost like she was nervous and...oh boy...


Don't jump to conclusions Blake


Yet it was pretty obvious, after all Blake has spent a lot of time with Lyra and could read her like an open book.


Just let things play out...it's not like it's any of your business anyway...


Even as he told himself that he did feel a tug of...worry in his gut, be ignored it.


Lyra may not look it but she can handle things on her own, and ff things did get...out of hand he'd sneak in, subtle of course.


(debated posting this)

 

[Queen Rai]

That accent...no, Lyra, don't ramble about it again! Don't lose control!


And she didn't, which was new. Maybe it was because she already gushed about his accent once that day, and he didn't need to hear it again. She tilted her hand as he answered her question. Thermal Manipulation, eh?


"Hot and cold - really all I can say."


Lyra couldn't help but let out a small laugh. Why? SHE DIDN'T KNOW. It just sort of came out. Not one of her obnoxious oh-my-God-I-can't-breathe laughs, or a weird snort or guffaw...it was a light, chime-y...giggle. She didn't even know she was capable of such a charming laugh. Hell, she didn't know she was capable of anything charming in general.


Lyra snapped out of her own thoughts as Johnathon asked what her ability was, and she awkwardly answered, "Oh, I can manipulate earth. You know, rocks and dirt and...stuff..."


Rocks and dirt and stuff?

 

[cojemo]

Mars tried to shake himself back to his senses, moving his head horizontally at alarming speeds. He normally wasn't one to get frustrated like that, as he was usually really good at looking at things logically. Another defining quality of his, however, was his pride, and he didn't see this as his full potential. When he heard Veronica begin to ramble, he couldn't help but sigh.


"You see, those are your beliefs. However, I have a firm belief that a good defense is a great offense. Sometimes, the best way to protect someone is to not actually stay on the sidelines, but be the one fighting that fight. If you can repel the problem before it reaches your comrades, doesn't that quantify as protecting them? Besides, your powers may be better suited for support, but I can actually create a large impact fighting head on, while receiving support myself." He tugged on his armband to emphasize it. "Everyone has something they can better support, and mine isn't to let others fight while I just sit back and help."


(Signing off for the night.)

 

[Sunasa]

~:.:.:Veronica Elizabeth McCarter:.:.:~

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Veronica was taken aback by such an strange argument. Not just with a classmate but also a fellow student government member."I'm sorry to tell you, but working solely on offense instead of balancing both is detrimental to the fighting side. Besides, if you were to go over to combat, it would mess the balance up, making you alone and without a comrade to help beside you. You are also leaving Leo behind. If she was to be attacked and killed, her blood would be on your hands. While the opposing side has a defender and a combatant, you are left with two combatants. One probably dead already. It's not about going in with full force. It's about balance and logic." She was so caught up in the useless argument that Veronica did not even realize she had already gotten her paper. She looked at it carefully. There seemed to be powers here that she did not know she even had. Strange. She then looked at the part about licking wounds and then slowly covered her papers to make sure no one could see. She had to tell Lyra, this was wonderful! "Lyra, check this out--" She then turned and noticed Lyra talking to another boy....Veronica had to refresh that in her head. Talking to another boy.... Veronica's eyes flared. TALKING TO ANOTHER BOY!





Veronica creeped over to Johnathan's desk and slowly piqued inbetween them, still on their knees. "Did you listen to none of my speech."

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[Emperor Shadow IV]

Johnathon almost laughed at Lyra's giggle. It was contagious! He kept it inside him though, and after the fact was extremely thankful he did. Again he asked himself what he was doing, why he was acting like this, and couldn't come up with a logical reason why.


He sat upright in his chair and folded his hands in front of him, giving off the impression he was granting Lyra his full attention. Then, for the first time that day, possibly for the first in a long while, John's lips broke into a true, genuine grin. It was Lyra's response to his question that did it. She phrased it so . . . perfectly. That was all he could do to describe it. "Just rocks and dirt and stuff?" he chuckled slightly. "I'm impressed."


A girl's head popped up beside his chair, blonde and shiny. He lifted his leg nearest to the girl and crossed it over the other, allowing more room, but he couldn't hide the mildly surprised look that crossed his face. "Excuse me?" John said blankly, forgetting who the girl was and rather not wanting to know.


@Rai-Chan @Sunasa


(sorry for the shortish post >.<)

 

[Queen Rai]

Lyra's smile widened upon seeing his grin, but she let out a slight yelp as Veronica suddenly appeared beside her. She exhaled heavily, putting a hand over her chest.


"Oh give me a heart attack, why don't you, that's fine..."


"Do you listen to none of my speech."


"Excuse me?"


"Oh dear..." Lyra muttered, tapping her fingers on her chin. She looked at her unamused friends and said, "I listened, and I was hanging on every word...y-you see, I'm just talking to my...my uh..."


Would it be weird if she called Johnathon her friend? Probably. Lyra felt like she was walking through a field of landmines, and she visibly grew more flustered as she tried to think of an answer that wouldn't make Veronica blow up or give another speech.


"I'm just talking to this charming--oh, well I didn't mean charming...well, Johnathon, you are charming. Very charming!"


Lyra looked back at Veronica, and squeaked, holding up her hands, "Not that I meant to call him charming or anything!"


She looked back at Johnathon, reflexively placing both of her hands on one of his, "N-no offense, I really do find you quite charming!"


WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS?!

 

[Sunasa]

~:.:.:Veronica Elizabeth McCarter:.:.:~

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Veronica squinted her eyes at the now sweating and obviously nervous Lyra. Even though she was serious about responsibilities, there was nothing more fun than teasing Lyra when she met a cute boy. She then looked over to The boy and eyed him up and down like a hawk looking at it's prey. " Oh, It seems I haven't introduced myself. I'm Veronica Elizabeth McCarter. But you can call me," she leaned very close to his face to give an intimidating presence. Obviously failing because of her height. " Ms VICE-PRESIDENT. Listen to me, sonny. Don't you hurt this girl here or I'll... I'll bite you, i guess. I got pretty sharp fangs. It's inherited". She shows him her fangs in her mouth trying not to give away her true race. "Carry on!" She then states as she quietly skips back to her seat and then looks back at them, glaring again. Veronica mouths a little giggle and the pulls out a notebook, from which she procures an essay on certain ways she would use her protective powers to keep a combatant safe.

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[Emperor Shadow IV]

Veronica's interjection subtly settled into John, like a wave in slow-motion settling into the fine sand of a beach. He cocked his head to the side with as much as a nonchalant look as any, knowing Lyra would handle this accordingly. On key, he finally placed who the blonde girl was that just interjected. She was the vice president of the Academy, and Lyra's close friend by the looks of it. Johnathon didn't even need to act like he didn't know what Veronica was talking about and why she popped in-between them. A small hint of red colored his cheeks. His coverup was clearing his throat, a hand placed on his chest for added effect, and setting an agitated gaze on Veronica's head - the only part of her he could clearly focus on from his angle.


Wait . . . charming? He involuntarily cringed like an animal doubling back. Next thing he knew, Lyra was etching closer to him and placing her hands on his own. Her face, her eyes, and that anxious yet awkward expression that overtook them, all of it nearly forced Johnathon against the wall. "I . . . um, you . . . thanks," he stuttered, his 'thanks' sounding more like 'theenks'. He blushed harder than ever now, averting his eyes from Lyra's. God, what is the rest of the class thinking? No, I don't care what they think. But what is Lyra doing?


Veronica's second interjection was almost welcomed by John, but he didn't rave when she replaced Lyra and got up in his face instead. She even spit on him (accidentally of course). He regarded her with a frown . . . and a tobacco-scented cough. "Ms. Veronica eh?" he stubbornly retorted. He was about to make a sassy comeback when she stretched wide her mouth, revealing her fangs. This halted him. Then, slowly, evenly, he replied: "I don't bite. I leave that to you, vampiress." Uncrossing his legs, he made a point of giving those words an added effect by looking Veronica straight on.

 

[Queen Rai]

The the girl's heart fluttered upon seeing Johnathon's cheeks redden. Why? She still didn't know.


Lyra watched Veronica threaten Johnathon, relaxing slightly at the fact that nobody seemed to hate her. For now. After Veronica left, the girl let of a sigh of relief, saying, "I'm sorry about that...we're both a little...strange."


Lyra couldn't help but look at him for a second before bowing her head in apology.


The she realized where her hands where.


Gasping and immediately pulling them back, he face flushed and even deeper shade of red. She couldn't even apologize she was so embarrassed. Lyra just wanted to Universe to Delete itself.


She reflexively clasped her hands together and held them to her chest, almost in a defensive position. She looked back up at Johnathon, but immediately looked away.


What was the matter with her?

 

[Emperor Shadow IV]

Johnathon watched Veronica return to her seat, hands still beneath the school president's and his silver eyes catching the light. He looked pretty defiant and ruthless, and his hair, naturally, did not help this. Truthfully, the boy wasn't nearly as angry as he appeared on sight, just annoyed; no hate or actual hurtful feelings were intended towards the vice president. Deep down he knew he knew Veronica had only been teasing. Seriously though, if everyone in the world had been like Johnathon, life would be war.


Seeing as he was no longer being reprimanded for speaking to a woman, John could turn his attention again to Lyra, but just thinking of her kept the agonizing red in his cheeks. She was right there too, only a foot or two away from his face. How much more awkward and lost could he feel now? There had to be something easy and simple to say, yet . . . what? Subconsciously his hand rose to scratch the hair on his head. What was the proverb again? he thought. Anielskie usta a szatanskie serce? No, no, it was . . . He dropped short the thought as Lyra's voice hummed in his eardrums, like a buzzing bee charming a gardener. Surprisingly, to John at least, he also sighed with relief, shortly shaking his head to Lyra's apology. "Goodness, if I'm to look like this every time someone teases me, then the number of apologies I'd owe would exceed a deck of cards. Wait, that is . . ." He dropped off, realizing the analogy used was too exact and not vague enough to encompass his meaning. The fumble cost him another chance to recover from his burning cheeks. Totally unaware, he had also placed his hand over Lyra's after scratching his head. Now, looking down in his embarrassment, John suppressed a surprised gulp. In panic, Johnathon tore both his hands away at the same time as Lyra did, and both stopped to look at each other before turning away once more. Awkward. The burning was getting even worse now. And what was worse, Mr. Thermal Manipulation couldn't cool it.


Biting his cheek, John began to mouth the vowel 'I' but cut himself off and looked ashamedly to the side instead. Cursing inwardly, he tried a second time, and to the same effect. There didn't seem to be much of a point to say anything now, but John couldn't just turn back to his evaluation papers like nothing had happened. Lyra started this conversation with him, so his duty was to finish it. Even now, reflecting back, Lyra had greeted him so cheerfully. That 'hey' had really cheered him up. Now it gave John the strength to say something, equally cheerful he hoped, and with an equal impact on Lyra as her words had on him. "What you said e-earlier," he began with some hesitance, "about me . . . well, it was really nice." His confidence was coming back now. He lifted his head to the girl and smiled. "Thanks."

 

[twilight sparkle]

Nichole blinked opening her eyes and saw a puddle of tears on the desk. She mentally cursed and cleaned it off. Nichole wiped her eyes. "Why am I crying? " she asked herself. She hardly cried anymore. So why now? Nichole sighed and cleaned her face up looking sadly at her necklace. Nichole rubbed harshly at her tears and sighed. Hopefully no one noticed. Nichole thought and looked out the window. She then got out her lyric book and tapped her chin. She was about to sing a line when her voice cracked.

 

[Haruhi Suzumiya]

Maria read over her evaluation, becoming much less eager as she got closer and closer to the end. She had been in schools that had felt like they were slowly killing her, but this one actually WOULD be. She looked up from her evaluation and glanced around the room once, only moving her eyes to look and not her head, so she wouldn't look like she's trying to see anyone else's results. No luck. Well, when I get back to the room I'm going to stab something. Until then, put on your happy face and wait. Maria put down her evaluation on her desk, pasted a smile onto her face and started to hum quietly, tapping the top of her desk with her finger to keep a rhythm.

 

[Dead]

Calista ran as fast as her legs could go, turning corners and almost tripped on the stairs along the way but she luckily made it in time for class, surprisingly, huffing out of breath for the run of her life. It felt like she ran a marathon and must have lost 20 lbs. off of that little exercise she did, it also made her feel a little stronger in her legs. Fixing herself a bit, she entered the room slowly, going over to a seat at the very back so she wouldn't get many attention to her like usual.


Waiting patiently in her seat, a young lady came into the room followed by a girl who strangely worn bandages over her eyes,"She's blind?" Calista guessed see the girl having a hard time walking around but luckily the lady, who seemed to be the teacher, assisted the girl to a seat. Feeling happy and slightly relief that their teacher was a nice person.


Calista had bad experience with teachers in the past, over in her homeland, the teachers there were quite strict, too strict for her taste and were very rude to Calista. The teachers over in her homeland treated her like a useless girl, seeming weak and a coward. It was also the reason why Calista had little confidence in herself, because she was looked down upon by many. Being told she was useless and good for nothing affected Calista greatly and caused her to believe that she really was a stupid little girl who had nothing good coming for her.


Watching the as the lady teacher took her spot at the front of the class, she introduced herself as their teacher, Giovia Eriwind or Professor Eriwind for the class of Basic Healing and Protection 101. She also explained about how the class would be collaborating with the other class, Basic Combat 101, taught by Professor Caige,"To protect the students of Basic Combat 101." Calista thought, wary of the decision of her to protect someone with her life.


She wasn't quite confident of her abilities and to be told that she was to protect someone was a pretty dangerous thought but Calista shook her head, trying to get the bad thoughts out of her head,"I must not be hasty with the outcome." Calista reminded herself. She was put to protect a fellow student and she knew that this would help her in becoming useful. Clenching her hand into a fist, she tried to encourage herself, keeping her fire burning strong.


Being handed a paper of her evaluation, she did as she was told and opened the letter, careful not to rip it carelessly. Skimming through the paper, she felt a rock of uselessness had hit her head, she felt a sudden urge to cry at what the paper read,

Spoiler

Protection Techniques: You gave me the opportunity to think of something very creative. When fighting, if the person you are protecting becomes wounded or exhausted, you can take control of their body and run them to safety (using your own strength, not being able to feel this person's pain). I understand you will temporarily be blinded by this, so make sure you are in a safe place before attempting.


Healing Techniques: N/A


Personal Note from Giovia: Be very careful when using your technique. If you are not in a safe place when controlling the one your are protecting, the enemy might not chase them, but go after you. BE. CAREFUL. I could lose my job if you die.


Partner: Geno Friar


The little note that Professor Eriwind wrote made Calista feel her fire being put out but the letter was also very encouraging for Calista to know that she needed to improve herself. Going down a little further, she stopped at the name of her partner,"Geno Friar will be my partner." Calista said, reading the name out to herself,"I wonder who they are? I hope they're nice." Calista thought, unsure of who her partner was and prayed that they were friendly and not too scary. Not noticing that a certain guy she met earlier the day and a girl who happened to be her roommate were in her class, Calista continued to think of ways to improve herself so her partner would be in safe hands.


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Shinji was in no rush at all going to his assigned class, the sound of mews being heard in his jacket made many students wonder if he was hungry enough that his stomach was suddenly making strange cat noises. Shinji didn't mind the attention he was getting from the other students, Shinji was in need of some attention anyways, wanting Calista to be here for him now so he could play with her or maybe even better, a certain secretary to have a nice chat with but it seemed that their first meeting was not a nice one, getting stared down at as if he was hated.


Shinji didn't mind if he was disliked, as long as he had Calista by his side, he was fine with being hated by others. Being hated by Calista was a different story though, if Calista ever started to hate him, he would be very sad and maybe even lose all hope in humanity and everyone around him. His only friend who he would ever trust would be Kuro and he would lock his heart away from everyone but luckily, Calista still stood by his side even when he was a bully at times, she still came to him and comfort him when he needed it. No words were needed when they were together, just the comfort of knowing that they had each others back was good enough for Shinji.


Walking into the class of Basic Combat 101, Shinji took his seat at the desks closest to the window so he could have his afternoon naps in the warm sun, with Kuro in his jacket also taking a nap with him. Laying his head down on the desk, Shinji stared out the transplant windows and sighed, stroking the mewing bundle in his jacket, trying to calm the little furball down so he wouldn't get in trouble by the teacher for bringing a cat into the room.


-Sorry if it's too long and you're too tired to read it >.< Here's a shorter version of what I typed xD -






Taking a seat in the back of the class, Calista took the little envelope and opened the letter carefully. Reading the letter to herself, she question what her partner would be like, forgetting and not even noticing that there were some people she knew in the class that were having conversations among one another quite loudly.





Shinji took his time getting to his class, seating in a desk close to the windows. Petting Kuro who continued to squirm and mew in his jacket, Shinji took the time to take a short nap until the teacher arrived for class.

 

[Prizzy Kriyze]

Geno was losing his shit. The guy who had sat down in front of him seemed to have an animal stuffed in his shirt. Hearing the meowing had caught him completely off-guard, and he was dying from chocking the laughter back. He immediatly caught a liking for this person, bringing a pet into class requires at least some balls, and on top of that he seemed unfazed by the risks of doing such. He leaned forward and tapped him on the shoulder. "Excuse me." He masked a giggle with a cough. "Is that a cat?" He said, with a surpressed grin on his face.

 

[Akihito]

(Things are going so fast ;-; I can't even keep it up. I'm probably going to be 'inactive' until things slow down. If you want to interact with my character I'll try my best but if I have to leave and then I return to 5 pages, don't be mad at me if I never reply to your character ;-


Aleksander was wandering the halls. He was a simple boy and had simple needs. Right now what he needed was to figure out where his class was. Sad to say, he didn't pay attention when he was told where his class was. He was too busy admiring all of the nice people in the academy. Aleksander was in the middle of the fifth hall he walked into and it was completely empty. He was pretty sure he came through here already. He scratched his head.


"So.. where do I go now? Well it's a nice day outside. Maybe I should just go outside and wait for classes to be over...?"

 

[Dead]

Shinji continued to pester the cat to shut up, trying to bride the cat to be quiet with giving it some tuna as a treat if he be good. Flicking the cat on the head, the cat began to mew louder and wanting to get out of the compact heat of Shinji's jacket. Before Shinji could shut the cat up once more, he felt a gentle tap on his shoulder, turning to see who had disturbed him and to have the balls to even speak to him.


Glancing at the person who sat behind him, Shinji stared at him through the hole that was the only part of what you can see of his face. His glowing ruby eyes staring into a strange color eye of white and black. Shinji also caught a liking for the boy, his eyes a very unique color unlike any he have seen.


Being asked about the mewing disturbance in his jacket, Shinji sighed and opened his jacket to reveal a full-grown black cat sitting there mewing some more before jumping onto the boy's desk and purred, pleased to be free,"Does that answer your question?" Shinji said, his voice being projected in a deeper and more robotic tone because of the mask he wore.