Reaper Academy (Actual RP)

Allyson :


The woman sat herself on the floor as a soft smile rest upon her lips. "Then I shall explain what is going on." She whispered, keeping her voice quiet. "To be blunt, a method which works best with this. You are dead." She paused, reaching over to pat his head softly. "But you aren't any ghostly things...Well it depends on what you think of. Anyway!" The blue eyed woman beamed, setting her hands on her lap. "Your soul is strong, meaning you are selected and brought here to become a reaper." She explained. "Grimm, the first reaper set this up so more can be created, such you have been chosen to become one." She looked at him cautiously before frowning. "It's quite hard to accept...." Allyson reached her hand out. "Im Allyson, a teacher here. You?"


Markus:


The second Grimm appeared and attack that innocent rock he beamed in delight, that glimmer of insanity in his green orbs. "Its strange...The master has to be killed by the student." He called out, landing firmly on the floor with a frown. "Its such a common situation...However it cannot be avoided." He man simply brushed the hair from his face, his cold expression back. "For reapers to rule, being superior and all it is clear you must be removed. For good." He stated. "Such a bad idea to come alone Grimm...You know that I have allies now right?" He asked loudly as creatures began to shift in the shadows.
 
Night's eyes widened when she had spoken of him being dead. He didn't like that idea at all. What would he do? What was his mom going to say? What would she think about it? Night was so confused and didn't understand at all only glanced to the females hand taking it. "N-night Misuki.....Pleased to meet you..." He said staring at her softly. This lady was nice, it made him feel a bit better.
 
Allyson :


She smiled happily before she stood to her feet, her hand in front of her so he could take it. "I have to do a class " That she was late for. "Since you are new Night its a good idea you attend the classes and then become an official reaper." She paused, the small bird upon her shoulder tweeted happily along with her before she smiled. "When Grimm returns from f- his missions I will introduce you to him!" She cheered, clapping her hands together as she grinned. "You can just hang around with me for a bit until you get accustomed to this school"
 
Night watched as the female stood and took her hand only to pull himself up. This was strange, and even so when school finished where would he stay? Night shook his head sighing softly but only nodded to the female softly smiling. "Sure I'll stay with you. But why did he choose me? I can't kill people...."
 
Allyson :


She laughed softly, nodding her head. "Good!" She cooed before motioning for him to follow. The bird gently perched itself upon her head as she headed towards her class. It was quite a good distance away. She was smiling though. "Well, Im not even sure. I still wonder why I was chosen to be a reaper either. When I was alive I was sickly so my skills in anything but being the 'lady' of that era were none." She murmured, tapping her cheek before she reached the class, pushing the door open as she stepped through. "We don't kill, we only take the souls of the dead." She replied, turning to face him.
 
laverna opened up a book and started drawing, it was a good way to pass the time until the teacher got here. her eyes narrowed as she concentrated sketching wildly like she already knew what to do.
 
Grimm let out a low grunting sound as if he was simply angry with the situation. "To ally yourself with wayward souls, why!?" Grimm was angry now his body glowing with energy. "You were my brightest student and still my worst." Grimm swung his scythe in a circle around his body a group of the now attacking spirits turning to black orbs and flying into the ground. He only took a second to look up at Markus before running towards him. He had a famously strange way of holding his scythe when he attacked. As he ran he held his scythe blade facing behind him in both hands in the small of his back the strange position allowing him to use his style more freely. When Grimm got close to Markus he struck to kill releasing his left hand on the scythe and pulling forward with his right spinning the entire thing between his fingers with enough speed it just became one giant circular blade. He struck at the waist his eyes focusing on his target and nothing else. "If you hadn't gone this far, I may have simply sent you to hell."
 
Markus :


He just glared at him as he let his own scythe appear next to him, his fingers grasping it. "I did it because reapers need to rule Grimm!" He shouted, green eyes narrowed in hate and anger. "We shouldn't be suppressed!" He screamed as anger began to swell up within him. No. Green eyes went wide before narrowing irritably. Damn. The scythe's blade raced towards him so he pushed himself out of the way immediately. "Put me in hell? Ha! My fate doesn't belong to you no more Grimm. You cannot control and move me like pawns as you do the other reapers." He hissed. The wayward souls began to creep out once again, a lot less this time as most that he brought with him were now black orbs upon the ground. "See Grimm...me and my generals need to go continue our plan. This meeting was only to be brief from the beginning." He called out before the wayward souls shot forwards to attack Grimm. As Markus was walking away he paused, looking at Grimm with a smirk. "Oh...your precious school is about to be attacked too." He called out before vanishing, leaving Grimm with the attacking wayward souls.
 
Grimm let out a low growling sound before letting his scythe disappear. He didn't need it to fight wayward souls, he was used to this kind of work. He stood there as a large orb of black energy formed around him and exploded into skulls, very similar to the small ones he had used in the magical arts class. These skulls were human sized though and had ripping sharp teeth. For a reaper to be hit with these you would feel the skull eating it's way into your soul. The skulls entered into the bodies of the wayward souls and ripped out their essence from the inside turning them to no more than a memory, the skulls disappearing with the black orbs in mouth. Despite his quick reaction Grimm didn't escape unscathed and would be leaving with a few minor cuts across his body. He knew he wouldn't make it back in time to the academy and began to formulate a plan. He had to face the truth that he had drained himself quite a bit and so he sent a quick message to Allyson. It would appear in her hands in a few minutes after sending in the form of a letter with a wax skull seal. "Allyson this is Grimm. Markus escaped but that isn't important at all. Right now he is sending a wave of wayward souls to the academy. Get all students into their dorms and position the teachers around the perimeter. I don't care if you have to personally drag students to their rooms I need them secure!"
 
Allyson :


She was yawning tiredly when the letter immediately appeared before her, causing the woman to gasp in shock. It was rare she got these. The only time when Grimm sent them to her was emergencies or when she ran away from work. She plucked it from the air, looking at the seal before she broke it and removed the letter. Reading it she felt her blue eyes slowly go wide before she walked off. "All of you return to your dorms and lock your doors." She paused. "NOW" she shouted. She looked to night before she took a key from her pocket. Night had yet to get a dorm room. "Here." She set a key in his hands. "I need you to go down this hall and into the dorms. Go to the room with that number on and lock yourself in till I come and get you."


She ran around frantically, ordering students to their rooms until she found Mr.Colbe.(@TheKaosophile ) She ran over to him, a serious expression upon her face as she huffed. "You need to help. All students must be taken to their rooms now." She replied, brushing the hair from her face. "Grimm's orders. Once done you need to help secure the perimeter. " She asked, pulling out the letter from her pocket for a moment before it was crushed in her hand. Once she had told him she headed towards Grimm's office, a scowl on her features. "Markus..." She hissed angrily, a action that made her seem like she was pouting. She took her glasses off with a scowl before she headed outside. "Wayward souls...Markus has fallen..." She mumbled before heading out.
 
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Noticing the madness outside Kiriel stepped out into the hallway seeing teachers and students going in all directions, he heard something about going into rooms and locking them, but he knew he couldn't lock himself in anything so drawing his sword he followed Ms. Allyson outside. He followed a few steps behind her for awhile before calling out to her. "Ms. Allyson, what's going on why do we have to go to the dorms?" Even though he was a sophomore and knew it had to be urgent he still wanted to know. "Something is very wrong isn't it?"
 
Allyson :


She blinked as she peered over at Kiriel, a frown on her lips. "You are supposed to be in your dorms..." She reprimanded him, her arms folded over her torso as she narrowed her eyes. "You should follow orders Kiriel." She stated before turning to look at the sky with a scowl. "Wayward souls are going to attack. Since you are a sophomore you should be able to battle for a bit. However, you are to stay with me the whole time. Got it?" She asked, narrowing her eyes before she turned back. "Grimm isn't here either..." She mumbled before summoning up her scythe. The weapon, clad in a ominous green glow was quickly resting on the floor as she sighed. "Be careful though."
 
Walking in step with Ms. Allyson he unwraps his left arm and ignites it letting off his pent-up energy."yes Ms. Allyson." Keeping a sharp eye out for the first attack he looks back some students who have clumped together by the windows wondering the same thing he did. "I will say this and it is only my opinion, but this is a school of reapers. Shouldn't we rise to meet our opponents instead of fleeing?"
 
Allyson :


She began to thread her fingers around the staff of the scythe, her blue eyes emitting a hue of green that matched the silky waves that rolled off her scythe. The woman looked irritated beyond compare. "I can agree with you there but I take orders from Grimm, he says that he wants the students back in their dorms. His orders are final." She stated softly, her eyes narrowed upon the sky. Her scythe, a monstrous weapon with three blades glimmering in the sun light, the candle lax dripped from the top where a mass of them were perched. On the back a lantern, emitting that horrid green mist rattled. Strangely, it didn't suit the woman at all when she was happy, now adorning a more serious look it was almost perfect. "I just hope Grimm can explain why we are being attacked." With that, the Wayward souls began to appear.
 
Night blinked as the keys were set in his hand and only nodded moving quickly through the halls. He had no idea where he was going and which hall had actually slipped his mind. The boy would begin wandering the halls searching around the area hoping to find the right one. 'where is it?! ' the thought rushed through his mind as he continued looking, he knew the nice teacher would be angry at him if he didn't follow orders. If she showed up and he wasn't inside then what would happen to him? What would she do? Night didn't want to know this outcome and only kept searching as fast as he could.
 
Aretha perked up immediately after hearing all the commotion. She stood up and summoned her weapon instinctively getting her boq at the ready. Her hands trouble since it seem something bad was going down and she had only ever been to simple easy jobs. Stepping out in the hallway she gets bumped by a student who keeps running, a teacher was shoutin
 
Walking up next to Ms. Allyson he gets into his stance, his left hand emitting a fiery yellow light that almost looks like flame but retains its wispy look "There are a lot of them, what's the plan." Looking at his teacher he keeps his weapons at the ready and an eye out for the first attack.
 
Allyson :


The woman narrowed her eyes, looking at them with a scowl as she raised up her weapon. "Plan...take them out as quickly as possible." She paused, glancing over at him. "You cannot get hurt. Grimm didn't want students involved. So, if you see any students try to help get them into the dorms okay?" She asked before she brought her scythe in front of her. The weapon's lantern just swayed before the woman raised the blades with a frown. "You are honestly a troublesome students." She murmured before she raised the scythe above her head, her lips moving to utter soft words before that green mist curled around the blades. She sighed, resigning herself before she brought it down, almost like an executioners blade. The energy simply created a arc that shot of to destroy some of the Wayward souls. Strangely, she pitied those souls. The woman bolted towards them, her blue eyes now a dark hue of green as she held the scythe behind her to her right, reaching them only to pull it around her body, slashing the souls down till they fell with a orb of black. "Im sorry..."


 
Night moved down one of halls only to glance to the left seeing the teacher who had spoken to him before slash down one of the souls. He would only stand there and stare for a moment confused as to what was going on and where the weapons came from. Was he going to be like this too? Night would shake his head and silently move towards one of the walls watching them do as they do.


Night could feel the shivers rush down his spine only to turn his head looking behind him. His eyes had widened as he looked to one of the souls staring him down hovering over him. The boy would drop to the ground and attempt to crawl away yelling a the thing as if it would listen. "No! Stay away please..."
 
Allyson :


Her blade easily cut through the weak souls, her eyes never once leaving them or returning to their soft blue. No, they remained cold and sharp as she spun on her heels to face another group, her hand raised, facing them as she once again fell into a soft murmur. That same green glow wrapped itself around her hands before it escaped in a mass of tendrils. Those ripped through the souls, effectively ending them before the cold woman paused, hearing the cry of Night. Green vanished to leave behind blue as she span around to see him. "NIGHT!" Didn't she tell him to go to the room? The woman bolted towards him, instantly taking the spot between the wayward soul and the boy as she felt the soul attack. Blood dripped from her side as she groaned, shaking her head as she spun the scythe within her hand before slamming it through the soul, letting it fade to the fall black sphere. She glanced over at night, worry in her eyes. "Are you okay little one?"
 
Seeing Ms. Allyson get help the boy and finish off a spirit he rushes over attacking the souls that were closest to them. Only using his sword he whipped around silently only listening to the sound of the clattering orbs. He made sure to keep himself between the souls and Ms. Allyson and the other student, he dove forward rolling to his feet and slashed in a circle with his sword, still seeing no need to use his arm.
 
Night stared softly as the teacher was struck his eyes were still widened from the experience. Night would then slowly reach up to the teacher staring at her. "I-I'm fine.....Are you ok tho?" He said pointing to the cut in the female. He then slowly got to his feet looking around his body shaking softly. "C-can I get a weapon?" He asked turning looking back to the other one who was fighting moving closer to the teacher. "Theres a bunch of these things....What are they?"
 
Allyson :


She frowned, shaking her head softly as she nodded. "I am perfectly fine little one." She replied with a soft grin, reaching over to pat his head before she turned on her heels. "Reapers naturally have their weapon. Find yours..." Allyson didn't want him to try so suddenly though since he was only new to this. She let her weapon vanish along with the green hue around her. She raised her hand as she brought it down upon the skull of one of the souls skull as it was forced to the floor. She glanced over at Night. "Stay there. I don't want you getting hurt." Ignoring that, her side throbbed in pain, something she could not explain! Regardless, the woman just allowed those tendrils to escape her palm, the energy bursting through the souls.
 
Night watched the weapon disappear and stood there staring at his hands and quickly glancing around. Maybe he could see it? Maybe it would just appear like hers did. Night still didn't understand the full properties but he wanted to help and even if that meant putting him in danger the teacher was hurt because of him. Night shook his head and closed his eyes tightly focusing on what weapon he would want. And what weapon he might get. The thoughts pounded at his head and the boy would stay in the one spot as directed. "Weapon come forth?" He spoke holding his hand out only to see no reaction happen to this. How did she do it so easily? He wished to learn as soon as possible. Night glanced to the teacher and then to the other man who was fighting the things off. "How do I find my weapon?" He spoke awaiting an answer impatiently. He knew it would take a minute for her to answer and possibly not get an answer at all due to her battle.
 
Seeing the familiar tendrils around him he smirks. "Back on your feet huh? These guys are easy sure Grimm wouldn't want the freshness to get some combat practice?" Cutting through yet another soul he begins glowing a bright gold color "I've been wanting to try this for a while now." Dashing forward the gold aura around his arm jets from the "cracks" in his arm he shoots his arm forward and it stretches like a chain sword using the aura like a blade. It proves to be very effective taking out five more souls. Kiriel retracts his arm to it's normal size and examines it. "We'll this thing just keeps getting better doesn't it."
 
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