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Fantasy School of Hades

"Was that... A good throw...?"


The words echoed in Akane's mind as she stared blankly at the girl, the one who had not only fucked up the shot a second time despite the game's simplicity, but had sent in the entirely wrong direction, as the hoop they were using was now missing most of it's backboard. She got up and walked over to Hecate.


"Congrats, kid!", Akane said as she slapped the smaller girl on the back, a wide grin on her face, "You were so absolutely fucking terrible that I'm giving you an O and an R and an S!", she looked around, "Now where's that ugly-ass rainbow-hair motherfucker got to?"
 
"I think he said he had to use the bathroom though I did not much understand his terminology." Alistair offered. Blitz stalked over to his owner and meowed softly. "Although, Blitz just said he went out for a smoke. Thanks, love."


@Nautilus
 
"Nah, see, that what one of those, eh, rhinoceros questions or whatever.", She picked up the ball and checked it, confused as to what sort of time-space fuckery could warp a rubberized steel ball and subsequently unwarp it. Then she decided she didn't care and just dribbled it absentmindedly.


"You know, those kinds a' questions that you ask and people aren't supposed to answer 'em or whatever because it's to make a point."
 
Hecate literally was knocked down when Akane slapped her on the back. Hecate looked back at her, clear the girl was hurting from being hit on the back, and sad from thinking that she was hated. Hecate let a tear drop from her face before vanishing without warning. Hecate was now in her little island on earth. There was nothing that connected the island to Hell right now, and no trace of where she went. This put her all alone on the island, nobody able to bother her while she wants to be alone. She had no clue what she'd done to deserve being hit so hard.
 
Mel wondered what that girl had just wispered is Asmods ears. Whatever she said better not distract Asmod from him again. He pushed the thought aside and jumped on Asmods back. He was somehow as light as air. He let Asmod carry him to the gym as he rapped his hand around Asmods chest and let his head sit against his neck.
 
DrBones said:
(What's the difference between walking into hell and walking back to hell?)
(Walking into Hell says that a person's alreadyat Hell and walking in. Walking back to Hell says one might still not be a Hell yet and are walking towards it.)
 
Beelzebozo shrugged and turned back. Ah well, if the little kid ain't gonna follow me, I just gotta ask the big guy up in the principal's office that I got a bad slave. Dunno what he'll do, maybe he'll get me a new one. Aw, who cares? This guy's gonna regret skippin' out on my heart-ta-heart.


Beelzebozo strutted up the stairs and headed towards the principal's office. When he met the secretary, he chuckled. "Heya, I got a slave what don't wanna follow me. Name's... I dunno. He's new, an' he might have a weird sign what says "Free Human" on it. Oh, if I don't get my slave back, I'd just die!"
 
(I sense future drama.)


Asmod parted his lips to respond to Kiyomi, but was interrupted by a figure other than Hecate's jumping onto his back. Seeing as though he was entirely too lazy to act against it at the moment, he simply went onward towards the gym, silently blowing his breath, disregarding Kiyomi's question.
 
-( * )- Duche listened to The troll speak for about his way of life and culture without blinking and fully interested. .when he finished Duche noticed his smile turned into tears. .Well it was expected. .He's family is gone. .Duche stood up from the water and stepped out the bath as he grabbed his towel and put on his robe. He leaned down and put his hand on the Troll wet hair. " Are you coming, troll?" . .Nev looked up at him for a few seconds with a smirk and as he slapped Duche's hand from his head. " Yeah I'm coming, whatever. " Duche leaned back up as he started walking out of the bath house area. . .Where was his slave? . .He went into the changing area as the troll followed behind him with a weird smile. . .After awhile Duche walked out of the area and noticed his Slave was still not around.. .He sighed and sat in a waiting chair for her. .The troll looked at Duche confused for a second. . .He thought - was this demon actually waiting on his slave?, what type of demon is he?- This was enough to make the troll burst out in laughing. .Duche looked over at him as he sighed again. .He knew why he was laughing so why ask?. .The Troll sat next to Duche and waited also with a smile on his face. . - This Demon isn't so bad after all from the looks of it - , the Troll thought with a large smile on his face. -( * )-
 
"Looks like it's just the two of us, Crying Game."


Akane tossed the ball through the hoop from the three-point-line, scoring it easily. She retrieved both it and her discarded clothes, the ball morphing back into a club which she then slung over her back.


"What's say you and me call this one a tie?", she gave Alistair a friendly punch on the shoulder, "Maybe we can play a real game sometime, eh?"


@ScytheMeister7
 
Alistair smiled and nodded. "Yes, I agree. It was fun." He told her before scooping Blitz and Pretty from off the court and heading out the gym towards a different section of the school, wherever his feet led him. He didn't have to go very far before he spotted the rude guy from earlier. "Hey, you're...Osmosis?" Alistair was still a bit confused by the name. "And Kiyomi!" He said happily.


@The Dark Princess @Misakichan
 
Growing tired of the heat penetrating her skin, Alana removed herself from the room filled with steam, shutting the wood-like door behind her. With a soft blow of her hair, Alana took a moment to tap at the dampened hair of which stuck strongly to the sides of her face, only few strands hovering over her irises. Deciding she may as well change her clothing and take a peek to see where her master and his..special guest were, she entered the females changing room, replacing the towel and robe with the clothing of which her master had dressed her with. After doing sop, she placed the items of which she used in their perspective spots, exiting the changing room only to return to the entrance where she had last seen them, only to wait until they decided to exit as well. Ultimately, she turned the corner, only to find the two settled on the bench, seemingly waiting for something. Tilting her head to the side, she blinked her dampened hair from her irises, staring at them both in silence.
 
John ran towards the school, and looked for a place to hide. This couldn't be happening... this couldn't be happening... He didn't want to be tortured again!!! He sees the gym, and ducks down to prevent being seen.
 
[QUOTE="The Dark Princess]Growing tired of the heat penetrating her skin, Alana removed herself from the room filled with steam, shutting the wood-like door behind her. With a soft blow of her hair, Alana took a moment to tap at the dampened hair of which stuck strongly to the sides of her face, only few strands hovering over her irises. Deciding she may as well change her clothing and take a peek to see where her master and his..special guest were, she entered the females changing room, replacing the towel and robe with the clothing of which her master had dressed her with. After doing sop, she placed the items of which she used in their perspective spots, exiting the changing room only to return to the entrance where she had last seen them, only to wait until they decided to exit as well. Ultimately, she turned the corner, only to find the two settled on the bench, seemingly waiting for something. Tilting her head to the side, she blinked her dampened hair from her irises, staring at them both in silence.

[/QUOTE]
I'm waiting for a response from Asmod
 
Asmod blinked, shifting his gaze to a male who seemed to know Kiyomi. Raising his brow, Asmod ran his gaze over the boy, until being interrupted by the missed attempt to say his name. "What kind of name...." Asmod cut himself off, deciding to simply ignore the incompetent one of which couldn't even remember his name.
 
Alistair frowned, clearly not happy being ignored. Blitz jumped from his arms and onto Asmod's shoulder, biting at his neck in dislike before jumping back to his owner. He licked the fur around his muzzle, clearing off the little bit of blood. "How rude." Alistair said to the other Demon.


@The Dark Princess
 
John sprinted down the hall, finding a small closet, and hid there. He tore the sign off, and stuffed it down a garbage can. "Fuck you all!!!" HE covered his mouth as soon as he said that.
 
Hecate appeared from nowhere, already in a position of hugging Asmod's right arm by the time anybody notices her. She kept her head real close to Asmod, like she was scared of something, sad, or tired; possibly all three. Hecate stayed completely silent as she kept hugging Asmod's arm gently, not doing anything else, and clearly not planning on leaving him any time soon. Her eyes were closed, showing that it was almost guaranteed that she was at least one of two things; tired or scared. It looked a little more on the scared side, but was hard to tell.
 
Asmod was prepared to kill the feline, but was interrupted by the appearance of his sibling. Seeing how tired she seemed, he simply blew his breath, swooping her body up into his arms as if she were his bride. "Might have to pass on the gym for now Kiyomi." Asmod gently kissed his sisters forhead, chuckling lightly due to how she clung to him.
 

@ScytheMeister7

Kiyomi raised her hand.

"Hi."

She spoke. She then glanced at Asmod, him not answering her question. Might as well ask later.

Kiyomi looked back at Alistair,

"That's your other cat? Her name?"

Kiyomi asked, cocking her head to the right. She mistaken Blitz as a girl instead of a boy.

Kiyomi eyes gazed to the other cat she met, Pretty. Kiyomi then darted her eyes back to Alistair, seeing his hands is full. She couldn't help but chuckle. Was he this much of a magnet?






 



@The Dark Princess

"It's okay, I lost my motivation to confront her."

Kiyomi spoke, shrugging. She had other plans to take care of. Alserien.

Through out the day, she left Alserien to latch onto Alex's (( @Calalily ))back.

Kiyomi felt kind of sorry, she left him for hours. Her hand was in her pocket, her fingers feeling the round shape of the small bottle of gas oil, in which Alserien called "food." He's probably asleep. Kiyomi thought. She checked his gas oil gauge, it being low. He'd probably lasted a few hours or so.

 
"Blitz, and he's a boy actually." Hearing his name, the black kitten purred and licked Alistair's thumb happily. Pretty hissed at Asmod. She could sense the killing intent he held towards her brother. "I think I've gotten your name wrong. What is it actually?" Alistair asked Asmod, wanting to apologize and make friends.


@Misakichan @The Dark Princess
 
"Its a little thing called....never mind. Its Asmod." He blew his breath whilst he brought his sisters body closer to his chest, ensuring she was comfortable while she slept.


(Doing hw. So short replies.)
 

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