Fantasy Osiria Academy: Revival!

[GrimNight]

Name: SAMAEL
Rage (Frenzy): 0%

Mentioned: Ginko The Mushishi

While Samael watches from the bleachers he decides to go find his dorm room and put his luggage away but its not like he had a lot in the first place but was getting annoying for him to hold all the time. Sitting up he starts making his way past the court and sees a tall building with quite a few windows on it. Looking at it he assumes this would be the dorm rooms, But first he would have to get a key. Samael walked past a building before shooting up into the sky and sore a girl get a key uniform and map along with a pamphlet. Arriving at the building which Samael now knows it is called the Front Office and makes his way in and up to the front desk reaching and grabbing his tray which has a key and uniform along with the map and pamphlet.

Getting his things Samael then goes back to the dorm room and makes his way up the stairs following his number which is on the keys, Arriving at the door he starts unlocking it and opens it. Peering in He sees that someone has already occupied one side of the room as he goes over to the opposite and puts his luggage down and looks towards the other side once again. Samael would wonder if it be male or female but he would have to wait. Making his way back down to the court he sees someone talking to who seems to be the higher up in the picture of the pamphlet. Looking at them he sore that they were in a conversation and just walked past standing up just next to the bleachers so he could see more and grab another snack of meat from the BBQ.

 

[HuntedFox]

Rowan Carter

• Location
• Appearance
• Interaction

• Main Courtyard
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• Ginko The Mushishi , Charcoal_Lilly50 , OldTurtle , Demonhunter

To say that Rowan was eager to start would have been an understatement, and as the day drew on closer to evening, it was clear that the event had quite the handful in store. Unfortunately, Rowan hardly sensed the unease in her teammate, which only attributed to the shock that came when he hefted her up with hardly any trouble and plopped her down on the side of the court. Aside from an initial yelp, Rowan was too surprised to do much else than stare forward in confusion and let herself be carried.
By the time she had figured out how to reply to Luxu's frustrated demands, he was gone and she was left to comprehend what just happened. Although she hardly listened, considering that the moment Luxu left, she moved over to the net to talk with her opponents.
"Hey you three! You guys ready to go down?" The young girl grinned while she waved, offering some friendly competition in good nature.

James Sanderson

• Location
• Appearance
• Interaction

• Main Courtyard
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• None || Mentioned~ GrimNight , Ginko The Mushishi

James kept to watching the commotion from his place by the drink table, quietly sipping his punch. The young man was left to wonder if the event was anything like the games his past school's hosted. He looked down at his cup, finishing his drink. If it was, it was no wonder that he never went. Fitting in didn't quite seem to be an option, although it was interesting to see how lively everyone was.
After wrapping some cookies in a napkin and tucking them inside his hoodie pocket, he grabbed a small meat stick for the road, apologizing to a rather tall and dark young man that reached around him. It was clear enough that his cue to exit was calling to him, so he edged around the other student and tentatively made his way through the bleachers and people towards the dorms again.
In order to avoid a group that was making their way behind some bleachers—most likely to retrieve snacks—James detoured along the front, passing two men that would've stood out in any crowd they were put in. One, who had spiky off-white hair was looking down at a paper while the other, and older man, waited. They both looked familiar, but he recognized the elder the exact moment he spoke.
Needless to say, he was far from interested in hanging around the Principal any longer than necessary. Although he was sure that he'd be able to blend into the crowd—despite almost bumping into the dark young man that was near the punch table.​

 

[OldTurtle]

Lugh shifted his weight from one foot to the other impatiently. The sun hung lower in the sky now, and it was already noticeably cooler than a few hours ago. He wondered whether they were going to start soon or not. Of course, he'd need to have a complete team first, which was taking longer than he'd expected. Lugh turned his head left slightly, scanning the crowd of moving students around the courts. There was more new students than he'd thought, especially for a school mainly populated by the... well, for lack of a better word, unusual.

Suddenly, a familiar voice interrupted Lugh's musings. He shifted his gaze right, immediately recognizing the freckled girl across the net. Ah, hallway girl. Or one of them, at least. If she was on the other team, then she was either Luxu or Rowan. Rowan, he predicted. The girl certainly didn't feel like a Luxu. Realizing that he was getting off track again, Lugh refocused himself on Rowan's words. Thankfully recognizing her words for the friendly jibe that they were, he decided to reply in kind.

"Nah, we're just getting ready for when we cream you lot." Lugh breaks out in a large grin, extending his hand under the net. "I don't think we've formally met. The name's Lugh."
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