Human, not human (actual rp)

[Cyrionessa]

"O-okay." Aamor grimaced at the stutter. "Um, thank you for taking care of me." She was standing quickly, immediately moving next to Raziel. She was still clutching his hand like her life depended on it and was clearly ready to get out of there as fast as possible.


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"You got sick because you ran out after me." Isolde turned, a smile on her face. "Of course I'm going to make sure that you're okay. And take care of you if I can. You showed friendliness to me, so I'm going to do the same." She paused for a moment as her eyes closed as a giggle escaped from her mouth, muffled by the hand that had come up to cover her lips. For just a moment, she looked absolutely adorable. "Even if you almost became my first victim." She opened her eyes long enough to wink. "Kidding, of course. You should probably rest now."

 

[Ixidor92]

Sanz closed his eyes, followed by the door shutting a moment later. Somehow, he fell asleep much more soundly within the next few minutes.


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"Thank you Mrs. Yang."


Ray bowed politely before walking out of the office. He could have sworn Aamor was starting to cut off the circulation in his hand. He couldn't just let this sit, but how to broach . . .


"So, how long have you been this afraid of seeing the doctor?"

 

[Cyrionessa]

"....since last summer...." Aamor was avoiding eye contact and leading him outside and towards her crystalline prison. Her pace had quickened a bit but she wasn't letting go of him. She was intent on returning to her room to suffer another night of nightmares and feeling the psychic energy bounce around the room chaotically. It was a wonder that she got sleep at all. In two weeks, at least she wouldn't have to worry about this.

 

[Ixidor92]

Ray was quiet for a few more minutes, letting the silence stretch as he made his way across the grounds


"And . . . why is that?"


He was purposefully trying to be gentle, but this was starting to get rather ridiculous in his opinion.

 

[Cyrionessa]

"....it would take far too long to tell..." Aamor sighed. A thought struck her and she voiced it. "I could show you, but..." She immediately shook her head. "Probably not something you want to experience." There was no way he was going to be brave enough or stupid enough to let her show him those memories.

 

[Ixidor92]

Ray stayed quiet for the rest of the trip to Aamor's current dwelling. He stopped at the door, letting her hand go, he noticed the sun was starting to set over the horizon.


"If you're not ready to talk about it, you don't have to say anything . . . at least for now."

 

[Cyrionessa]

"It's not that...." Aamor continued to not make eye contact. "It's the fact that I am more affected by this when I talk about it than when I'm just relaying a memory. I can separate myself from the memory decently well; I can't separate myself from it when I'm talking about it. But, as I said, probably not something that you'd want to put yourself through."

 

[Ixidor92]

Ray gave a small smile, as if to say 'you don't know that' and put a hand on Aamor's head, ruffling her hair a little


"Get some good sleep Aamor. And please don't make me come chasing after you again."


Raziel gave a wave as he headed back towards the dorms

 

[Cyrionessa]

Aamor stood still as a statue for a second. What had just happened? Had Raziel, in a friendly manner, touched her hair and waved while walking off? This did not sound or look like the Raziel she remembered from last semester. Then again, she had also changed a lot. She raised a hand in a slow wave with a face full of confusion. She walked into her dwelling and started preparing for another long night.

 

[Ixidor92]

Raziel walked into his dorm, stifling a bit of a yawn. From the looks of things, Samuel had already gone to bed. There were still questions. Many unanswered questions. He would try to work his way through them as the semester went on. The change had been too sudden, too drastic, to be anything normal.


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The next week went by slowly, students falling into a routine as they learned where their classes were, and who their friends were. It is now the second weekend of the semester. Eleven days after the first day of school. At the start of this Saturday, every club in the school has set out space around campus, showing off what they have done and can do. This is because, by decree of the headmaster, all freshman are required to join a club their first semester on campus. His reasons are unknown, but many who have unwillingly started a club have said later that it was a good experience for them. Older students that aren't part of a club generally use the day to relax, or look at what some of their classmates are doing. Let us take a look at what happens to our cast . . .


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"No, no, no, the fox goes around the tree and down the hole . . ."


Ray was standing directly behind Samuel, in front of a mirror. For the last fifteen minutes, he had been attempting to show Samuel how to properly do his tie himself. Tying the darned thing on someone else was proving to be significantly more difficult than tying it himself.


"Once more--"


Raziel heard a small *plop* from the window. He turned around, and there was a card sitting on his desk. The card had a metallic sheen, and seemed to change colors as the angle of the light changed on it.


"Keep trying, let me look at this."


Raziel picked up the card, recognizing it as being from the headmaster, and started to read.


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"181, 182, 183--"


Sanz was pulling himself up with only his left arm. Over the last week, he had installed a pull-up bar in the dorm, and had been using it liberally. His body showed no sign of the sickness that had hit him over a week ago, one day of rest had been enough to return him to full health. What was bugging him more was the fact that he had yet to have a proper conversation with Samuel. Every time he tried the young man was either hurrying somewhere else, or something inconveniently got in his way. If fate had a sense of humor, he was hoping it would stop anytime. Hopefully he would see him today, but more importantly, he had no idea what club he would be joining. He didn't want to join a martial arts club, but he wasn't certain what else would be good. Armin lay snoring in bed. He was not going to be up anytime soon it seemed.

 

[Cyrionessa]

Aamor sat beneath Anya's tree, her notebook sitting on her lap. All the people were hurrying about trying to figure out clubs and such, so she had complete and utter silence and peace at the moment. She was about halfway through her notebook by now after only about two weeks, filled with lyrics and poems. Currently, she was writing a poem of the celebration of personal strength. That little oceanid, Kerza, was going to be bugging her for more poems to put in school newspaper. She wrote them in under a pseudonym so that no one actually knew who wrote them. It was a good way to test out her skills on an actual audience without anyone actually knowing what she was doing.


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Anya was smiling happily as she skipped through the forest. Yes, she was literally skipping with joy. She had been in an extremely good mood since that night that she had spent with Adrian in the forest. For some reason, she had slept more soundly that night. There was no logical reason why, of course, which puzzled the poor dryad. She had tried to talk to Adrian about it, but every time that she tried, something came up.


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Habibah was sitting amongst her friends. Talking and joking was prevalent at the moment and she was becoming very comfortable among them. Reginald's three sisters and four brothers were currently with them, teasing their youngest brother about being the lap dog to a half-deity Cat Woman. He was being extremely defensive and getting into scuffles with his brothers while glaring ruefully at his sisters. The others in the group were enjoying these happenstances; even Andaris grunted a chuckle.


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Isolde was still in her room, personally scared half out of her mind to go out and do the whole "clubs" thing. She was currently in the middle of a League of Legends match, ranked to be precise, and the words slipping from her mouth were less than savory. "F****** Vayne mains! They screw us all over!"

 

[Twizinator]

Unfortunately for Ray, Samuel was eager to get out and about. He hadn't even let the leviathan finish teaching him how to properly tie his tie, but he was sure he could work it out with what he'd been shown so far.


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It was a beautiful day for club seeking, and Alex was in the midst of crowds and crowds of students, all milling about to varying levels of excitement as they investigated the menagerie of organized extra-curricular fun to be had. In truth he had no intention of joining any club - he already had his own, the World Affairs Club...which was little more than a front for his underlings to gather. That's not to say they didn't take their club's duties seriously; they discussed current events at nearly every meeting. Still, that wasn't the focus. Everyone in the group was a thrall Alex had won over in some way or another, and it served as a nice way for all of them to meet up and share information, both among themselves and with their king. Currently, he was travelling with three other thralls of his.


"Um...Alex..." Susan spoke up from his left, "It seems that the cat demigod, Habibah Williams, is forming her own group with the explicit intent to oppose you. Is there anything you would like me to do about her?"


Alex scoffed. "Nah. Let the kitty have her fun. Don't you worry, she'll learn soon enough not to oppose her king." This made Susan smile. She had total confidence in Alezarius.


"We shouldn't ignore that other demigod, Sanz," the short and round young man behind Alex spoke up. His black bowl cut framed an expressionless and emotionless face. "He is likely our greatest threat among the freshmen, especially when it comes to recruiting the succubus, Isolde."


Alex just smiled. "Don't worry, Ponno. I've already got 'them' assigned to occupying that guy.


Susan giggled. "Oh Alex...you think of everything, as usual."


As the group of four continued on, they finally stopped under the shade of one of the many trees that dotted the grounds. Alex sent off the fourth person in their little group to fetch him a lemonade. Soon, he returned, his pale white hair billowing behind him as he eagerly returned with four paper cups of sweet lemony goodness nested inside a carrier for convenient transportation. "Sorry I took so long, Senpai," the boy said. "I just love lemonade, so I couldn't resist getting myself one."


"Heh, it's not a problem, considering you're buying," Alex assured him. "Oh, by the way, for what it's worth? I think you look cooler with your tie undone...Samuel."


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Adrian sat at his booth, eager for signups to his Art Club. He never quite figured out why so many students sent looks of surprise and confusion when they saw the tall, muscular, ex-KGB, Russian, high school teacher Adrian Borskov heading a group that wielded a paintbrush and not a sword. Inwardly he was trying not to think too much about that night over a week ago when he and Anya had slept in the forest. He was honestly surprised at how casual she was about it, given that neither had been particularly clothed at the time. He had fallen asleep in her arms, for babushka's sake. He felt it needed to be addressed, but he was reluctant to bring it up if she was so clearly past it already. Though she had been trying to speak with him lately. Unfortunately it had been so busy preparing for this little festival that they never had time. Ah well. Maybe after this is over it'll calm down.

 

[Ixidor92]

Ray had to raise an eyebrow at Samuel's haste to depart.


"Probably has a hot date."


He murmured to himself as he went over the letter in his hands.


"Seriously old man? Well, guess I'll be busy today."


. . .


About fifteen minutes later, Raziel was on the third floor of the girl's dorm. After asking for some directions, and almost getting pegged as a stalker before he revealed the note that he had with him, he was standing outside a door marked with the names "Habibah" and "Isolde". Three knocks rang off the door briefly.

 

[Ninja_Onions]

Frank turned the last page of his prose book, read the final paragraph, and closed it. He sighed slightly. Standing up, he handed the book to a passing student, mumbling something along the lines of, "Had no change plot, character peoples never different be. Bad end, but interest some middle things." as he walked. Frank didn't really have the desire to join any clubs, as there weren't many which suited him and his...uniqueness. "Hmm?" Frank thought he heard something whispering to him from the Black Forest. "Tiny noise, from dark trees. Feel familiar. Could person be need hurt helping. Nothing do better for daytime, go to see check." He said quietly, slipping off in the direction to see what was making the noise.

 

[MControl]

Renault walked around the campus, sticking the edges of crowds. It was rather convenient that his barrier had dissipated on a saturday, as it would allow him to re-acclimate himself with being around people, before being forced into interaction in classes. As for clubs, the few he had gotten close enough to find out about weren't able to hold his interest. From the mundane sports clubs and bands, to the more arcane brewing club, he kept seeing more and more displays and fliers, advertising this club or that one. Sighing softly to himself, he realized he couldn't even just join a club he had friends in. Oh well, perhaps he had yet to find the Summoners club, he rather enjoyed those proxy battles.

 

[Cyrionessa]

A loud crash resounded from the inside of Isolde's room as footsteps brought her over to the door. When she opened it, it became obvious that the source of the crash was the chair that she had been sitting on that was now broken into several pieces on the floor. Isolde herself was slightly disheveled, with her hair messy and her uniform wrinkled. It almost looked like she hadn't slept a wink the night before and had been up playing games the entire night.


"...oh it's you." Isolde smoothed her hair involuntarily, remembering what she currently looked like. "What can I do for you today, Raziel?"


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Habibah looked to the others as soon as she noticed Alex entering the area. The others were also well aware of the state of things now. "....you know your jobs." She glanced at each one of them. "No one splits off alone at any time." Her attention turned to a rather silent person that was sitting behind her. "Soren, you know what to do." Soren nodded before standing up and disappearing among the crowds of students.


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Aamor slipped away from the growing noise and back to her room. It took a few minutes for her to rummage through a few drawers before find an iPod and speaker set. Just as quickly, she took off towards the forest. There was a small clearing just inside the forest that was far enough away that no one could see or here her. She set the speakers and iPod down on the ground but did not turn them on yet. A little relaxation was in order and she knew just the technique. A few moments of deep breathing and calming her mind commenced before her body began to flow into the forms of tai chi.

 

[Ixidor92]

Raziel raised an eyebrow at the young woman in front of him. She hadn't had any intention of going out at all today had she? Raziel subconsciously flipped the rainbow note in his hand. He had a feeling he now knew why he had received it.


"I'm surprised you remembered my name."


He hadn't exactly had much interaction with the young lady, but he was grateful that she remembered


"I've been asked to escort you around the campus, help you go through all the club activities and find something."

 

[Twizinator]

"Art club?" Samuel asked with a cocked head to the imposing P.E. teacher, Mr. Borskov. Alex had given him permission to go mingle and have some fun, maybe join another club because the World Affairs group wasn't very strict with its attendance and it would be good to meet some new people.


"Yes?" Adrian replied, mimicking the head gesture. "What? You seem disappointed. Did you expect something like a KGB History club?" He said in jest. He sighed when Samuel remained silent, confirming that yes, that actually was what he had expected. "Well, I may be big scary Russian man but I have a passion for art, painting specifically. Nothing wrong with being well-rounded," he added with a pout, as if Samuel was implying he could only have extremely violent or many hobbies.


"No, of course not," Samuel laughed. "I just have to admit its not what I expected, that's all. No offense, I was just expecting something more...adventurous of you. Something more physically demanding or outdoorsy, something like that, hehe."


"Oh!" Adrian suddenly perked up, a wide smile back on his face, "In that case I think you would like..."


He paused for dramatic effect, pulling a hidden lever beneath the booth's tabletop. The sign above their heads that read 'Art Club' flipped over, and now read 'B.F.E.S.'


"...Ta dah! The Black Forest Exploration Society, or B.F.E.S. for short. It sounds dramatic but it's mostly a glorified name for a club that likes to hike, climb, and swim in the surrounding forest. It really is a beautiful area, by the way. You interested?"


Samuel blinked, completely taken by surprise at this ridiculous turn of events. "Er...I think I might pass, but...thank you..." he said with a nervous smile as he slowly slunk away, and disappeared into the crowd to escape the crazy Russian man.


"Hm. I will put down as 'maybe'," Adrian said with a sense of triumph.

 

[Cyrionessa]

Isolde's eyebrows both shot up. "I g-get an escort around campus? I guess I'm honored...." She looked down guiltily at her attire. "G-give me five minutes." The door shut and those five minutes were filled with more bangs and crashes. When the door opened again, she was once again in top form and dressed appropriately. "Guess I'm ready."


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Anya saw Adrian's shenanigans and giggled involuntarily. She was standing at the edge of the forest, watching the goings on. On a whim, she whispered a few words into her hand. A pink rose formed in the palm of her hand, which she immediately sent along a breeze with a few more Sylvan words of instruction. The flower floated seemingly aimlessly through the air until it landed directly on the table in front of a certain werebear. Giggling again, she disappeared back into the forest.

 

[Ixidor92]

"I can wait."


Ray leaned agains the doorframe while he waited. The note was turned over a couple of times in his hand


Dear Ray,


I would ask that you escort a young lady around campus today. Some help finding a club would be very appreciated by both her and myself. In case you are wondering why I asked you, the reason should become clear when you see her.


Ray shook his head again just as the door was opening. He himself was dressed in merely jeans and a black tank top, nothing too formal.


"It's still a Saturday, no need for uniform."


Ray motioned with his hand to start walking


"Did you ever plan on coming out of there today?"


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Sanz pulled on a simple red short-sleeved shirt, along with some jeans and a gray hoodie to go over it.


"I'm heading out Armin."


A groan came from the other side of the room in response as Sanz left. He was down the stairs fairly quickly, wondering where he should start looking.

 

[Twizinator]

Adrian had just handed out his eighteenth pamphlet when the flower landed on his table. Puzzlement in his furrowed brow, he picked it up and gave it a few short sniffs. Immediately he recognized Anya's work, and he grinned in amusement. The scent's trail led to the forest...


"Excuse me, Brandi and Thomas," Adrian said to the female senior that was the second-in-command of the Art Club and the male junior that was the second-in-command of the B.F.E.S., respectively, "Take over for a bit, I think I am being paged."


"Laidrannya?" Brandi asked with a teasing smile.


Adrian laughed as he rose from his chair. "That is none of your business, miss," he answered with a wink, eliciting a giggle from the girl he was leaving in charge. Without hesitation he started a brisk walk through the crowd, and soon reached the edge of the forest. He followed his nose, willing it to lead him to whatever Anya had in store for him.


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Samuel was having a blast. He had never seen so many different activities or ways to pass the time and socialize before, having grown up an orphan on the streets of south London. He came across Sanz, who'd apparently just left his dorm. "Hey! Sanz!" he said with an eager wave. "Have you ever had one of these before?" he said, pointing to the slider-style cheeseburger with pickles he'd gotten from the Culinary Club, who had a grill set up at their booth, "It's called a 'slider', and it's bloody fantastic!" He didn't wait for an answer as he sunk his teeth in for a second bite. "I'vf nefer had susch good food before," he said as he chewed. One got the impression that decent-quality food like this was equivalent to five-star dining to him.

 

[Cyrionessa]

"...not really...." Isolde was fidgeting. "....I....don't r-really like to go around large groups of people....th-they make me n-nervous...." The more that she thought about having to go into a large group of people, the more that she stuttered.


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As soon as Adrian entered the forest, the scent's path deviated towards the falls, the same falls where Aamor had gotten hurt earlier. Anya was sitting at the top of the falls, watching the water flow down into the valley. She was wondering how long it would take for Adrian to find her.


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Habibah happened to see Samuel. Of the group, she was going to be the only one on her own since she was going to be doing her job solo. Her eyes narrowed and she thought for a moment. She happened to see that the Journalism Club had ice cream. The girl serving the ice cream immediately recognized her as a friend of Kerza's and quickly offered her some.


"I'll take two, chocolate and vanilla. One is for...a friend." Habibah smiled sweetly. The girl enthusiastically got her both, knowing that at this point pleasing Habibah was pleasing Kerza, which worked out well for her.


Habibah then walked over to Samuel with both ice cream cones in hand. "Ah, Samuel! Fancy running into you! I was just handed both of these but I don't think I can finish them both...." She looked at him for a moment before visibly showing that a thought had hit her. "I know. You choose one and you can have one while I eat the other."

 

[Ixidor92]

Ray let out a sigh as the two exited the dorms. Yup. He understood perfectly. He steered them away from the bulk of the crowds, and instead headed towards one of the buildings. The hallways could be a bit crowded, but it was never the great storm of people in the outside booths.


"I understand. So you hadn't put any thought into what club you would join, had you?"


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"Samuel!"


Sanz half-expected someone to get in his way, or for the young man to spontaneously disappear from in front of his eyes. When he didn't, the demigod was more relieved than he ever had expected to be at this academy.


"By the all-father, I've been trying to talk to you for the last week!"


He hesitated a moment when he saw Habibah show up as well


"Habibah. Well met."

 

[Twizinator]

Indeed, it did not take long for the werebear to track down the Dryad, though it wasn't like she was hiding. "Ah, here you are!" Adrian said with satisfaction as he strode up behind Anya. "You...wanted to see me?"


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Before the boy could respond to Sanz, Habibah suddenly addressed him. He was frankly surprised that she was even giving him the time of day, but he swallowed the last bite of his slider quickly so he could answer. "What...ARE those?" he asked, staring wide-eyed at the two cones of cold, sweet goodness she held. "Is...is that ICE CREAM?!" he asked, rushing over to her. He looked up at her like a puppy begging for table scraps, utterly awestruck by this goddess of generosity. "Are you seriously giving me one? For real?!" he asked, his voice almost a whimper of joy. It was a mixture of hilarious and frankly adorable.

 

[Cyrionessa]

"Not really." Isolde was sticking close to her guide, avoiding making any sort of contact with anyone. Her eyes darted this way and that, hoping not to see anyone that would become a problem, such as Alex. Though he had not tried anything as of yet, she expected that he was too stubborn to just give up.


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Habibah smiled involuntarily as the reaction. "Of course you may have one." She mentally noted that Samuel's weakness was food as she held out both cones. "Just choose which one you want." She nodded to Sanz as she spoke. "And Sanz, if I had known that you were about, I might have grabbed three. If you want one, just go ask the girl from the Journalism Club. If you mention my name, she'll be happy to get you whatever you want." Her eyes lit up with a realization. "I figured that you'd be with dear little Izzy. Where is my room mate?"


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Anya smiled down at him with seemingly less of her normal bold gestures. "Things have been so different lately. You've been too busy to talk about it so I had to fashion a way to see you." Normally, she would have run up to him with a giant leap and a crushing hug. Today, Anya seemed much more reserved. She was also in her human form.