Fantasy High School for special kids

[Ashaficent]

"Okay," said Saikoro. "If you ever want to talk to a supernatural who knows of the Underworld, feel free to come to me. And if you need help with finding your dorm, I know where the building is so you can follow me if you want to." She stood up, dusting herself.

 

[Zaron]

"That would be great, Saikoro!" He looks to Letha and chuckles lightly.


"You can follow." He starts to walk to the registration area near the office.

 

[Ashaficent]

Saikoro smiled and nodded at him, and grinned at Letha. "Is collecting dorm numbers a hobby of your's?" She asked with a chuckle, as she followed Deon to the registration office and waited outside the door.


@RoleGirl @Zaron

 

[RoleGirl]

Letha stood up and followed the others, and looked at Saikoro "no not really, but I don't want to accedently break in and sleep in a bed that belongs to maybe my feature friends, so I kind of need your room number to, if you don't want uninvited people to show up.." She smiles and talk with small words and hope it does not sound to crazy

 

[Ashaficent]

Saikoro laughed. "This is expected from a cat. My room number is 125, but you are welcome to crash over any time that you would like."

 

[RoleGirl]

Letha shines up "you really mean that? cuz that can happen a lot" she smiles and almost jump up and down on the spot.

 

[Zaron]

Deon Walks out with a peice of paper with his room number. "Room 174." He notices the looks on both of their faces. "What's going on?"

 

[Ashaficent]

"Yes, I do, and I really don't mind!" Responded Saikoro, laughing. "Just don't end up in some room that belongs to people who won't tolerate this stuff, k?"


 
Saikoro chuckled at Deon. "Do you really wanna know?"

 

[Zaron]

"Uuuhh... On second thought, no?" He expresses a confused look. "Well.. lead the way, Saikoro."

 

[RoleGirl]

"well i don't chose the people in the room just the room." Letha giggles and look on Deon and blushes a little.

 

[Ashaficent]

Saikoro giggled as she saw the little look-and-blush. "Let's go then!" She said, leading the way to the dorm room building. Hanging out with friends is fun... She thought, remembering how she used to have no friends at all.

 

[Zaron]

Still questioned, he reads the form and follows the two. "Do you normally get a roommate?" He asks Saikoro.

 

[Ashaficent]

"Yeah," answered Saikoro. "But I still don't know who my roommate is." She reached the front of the dorm building. "Well, here it is." She said.

 

[Zaron]

He folds up the form and slides it in his back pocket staring through the window in the door. "Thanks.." He opens the door walking in and sliding his hands in his pockets.

 

[Ashaficent]

"You're welcome," said Saikoro, and started to walk away, wondering what she would do next. Hm... Do they have training grounds? Ah, what am I saying? Of course they do. I saw it on the map. I'll go there then...

 

[Zaron]

He walks up to his door looking at the number moments before opening the door. He swings it open noticing his belongings on one side of the room. He takes a slow deep breath and shuts the door heading to the opposite end of the hallway. He looks out of the window watching the wind carress the trees and leaves gliding through the air.

 

[Ashaficent]

Saikoro grinned as she reached the training arena. There were some more of them, but this was empty and out in open air, which made her feel good. There were boulders here and there, which she decided would be more useful than a nuisance. She looked around curiously. There were these weird circles here and there. Out of curiosity, she stepped on one.


Battle initiating in five, four, three, two... One. Battle initiated.





A huge hell hound in chains appeared before her, roaring. Somehow, she knew that she wouldn't be able to calm this one down. She started to glow as she transformed into her true form, her scythe in her hand. The voice spoke again. Starting battle in three, two... One, go!





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[RoleGirl]

Letha saw the two walk away and wondered what to do next, she decided to go and rest under a tree. She turn herself into a cat and then go and lies down on the grass under a tree

 

[Ashaficent]

The hell hound charged at her. Saikoro easily jumped - actually more like flew - on top of a boulder, dodging the attack. She then flew and stood on top of the hell hound roared, and tried to throw her off. She simply pushed her scythe into the hell hound.


A glowing film of what was the hell hound's life flew into the air, and circled around Saikoro. It was literally a battle of life versus death.


Saikoro narrowed her eyes. You are mine. I dominate. The film literally flew into her scythe, making it glow. Once the entire film had flown into her scythe, the hell hound disintegrated and Saikoro floated down, landing on the ground gently.


She wiped sweat off her forhead, feeling energised at the same time because she had consumed a soul. The voice spoke again. Level one complete. To proceed to level two, step on the next circle.





She decided to leave instead, wanting to shower. As she reached the boundaries of the training arena, a scanner ran up her body. Saikoro Miku recognised. Progress saved. Thank you for training here today. We hope you enjoyed yourself.


She stepped out of the arena, her body glowing again as her true form faded. She reached the dorm building, and hurried up the stairs to her room.

 

[Umbra Regalia]

Revnoir sat outside still, forming a sculpture of what seemed to be a young girl, but it was all pitch black because it was formed of Shadow Threads. He looked at it with a saddened gaze, but it wasn't too obvious. Without a moments notice, he smashed it in his grip and frowned. Maybe she was right. Maybe... Maybe I really do need to learn how to let go. He stood up and walked aimlessly around the campus, wanting to find something to get his mind off of the depressing thought.


(Are we all choosing roommates ourselves or are they gonna be paired with us if we dont have one already? Plus I was wondering how far up the numbers go for rooms, cos I dont wanna go all the way up to 256 if there's only 200 rooms y'know?)

 

[Grimmlock]

[QUOTE="Umbra Regalia]
(Are we all choosing roommates ourselves or are they gonna be paired with us if we dont have one already? Plus I was wondering how far up the numbers go for rooms, cos I dont wanna go all the way up to 256 if there's only 200 rooms y'know?)

[/QUOTE]
(^)

 

[Zaron]

He twists his direct back down the hallway taking his time with each step. Deon passes by his room looking at the room number displayed and continue a to the end of the hallway leading to the court yard when he begins to feel a burning sensation. Images of the people he remember are being killed and tortured. Deon shakes his head attempting to stir the image blank and succeeds.


He opens the door to the courtyard and looks up to the sky, hypnotized by the cloud formations loosely floating in the air. It puts Deon at ease from everything he's endured along with the thoughts of injuring others.


 

(I guess it goes up to 200? I don't know. )

 

[Umbra Regalia]

Revnoir strolled around the courtyard, focusing on not talking to anyone. He was clenching his fist and unclenching it over and over again, and his eyes burned with annoyance. Everyone here... They're all so perfect. They dont have any problems with their families... They have friends... They know what they want to do with their futures... They dont constantly take medication to get your head to shut up or to be as they want to. They're all perfect, problem-free people. It irks me... Revnoir looked a little angry, as if he would snap someone's neck if they insulted him or said something wrong. It was a bit unsettling. The ones with problems hide it so well to seem normal. It's nothing but a hassle. All of this is useless, I shouldn't have left home.

 

[Zaron]

Deon looks back to the courtyard noticing one disturbed individual. He takes his steps cautiously towards him. "Hello." He says to the guy clenching his fists over and over. Deon tilts his head in concern. "Is something wrong?" He asks.

 

[Umbra Regalia]

Revnoir stops in his tracks, realizing he was approached by someone. The one thing he was hoping wouldn't happen. Why couldn't it have happened when he was calmer, it would go so much smoother. "I'm fine, thanks for asking." He had forced himself to be polite and thank him, but he really didn't want to right now. He just wanted to switch again. He hadn't even looked at the person who spoke to him, just looked at the ground. He would probably find something annoying with their appearance so for the best outcome, he knew he shouldn't.