Students of the DWMA [Inactive]

Abigail sighed as she looked around the room at the miesters, giving them a look over. She closed her eyes as she searched to find which soul that she felt a connection with. Finding one, she opened her eyes and looked to the owner of the soul. Abigail blinked in surprise, HIM! Mr.Snooty- I don't want to be here, was her possible partner. She rolled her eyes, and shoved her hands into her pockets and walked over to him. Taking a deep breath, Abigail made sure to speak clearly.


"Hi, I'm Abigail or Abby, whichever suits you. I need a meister and you need a weapon, wanna give me a try?". Well it wasn't the most greatest of greetings or intoductions but whatever, she wasn't all that great at talking with people anyway. Besides, she also had a feeling that Mr. Tie-wearer wasn't much of a people person either. Abigail was what she was and he could take her or leave her. After what happend to her last meister, she was a bit gun shy anyways.


@Raviael
 
Ria smiled. "I guess so." She agreed. She remembered an important question she was supposed to ask. "Umm, what's your opinion on dogs?" She asked.
 
"That's a relief!" Ria sighed. "I have a dog back in my dorm. He's a bit over protective so if you had said you didn't like em, there would have been a problem." She laughed.
 
Ria smiled. "He's mostly husky but I think he's got some magic in him. He's really good at sensing souls and he's really smart." She replied.
 
"A Husky? Those are my favorite breed" He sounded excited, "What dorm do you stay in? Because I'm just looking for one, I could find one near you"
 
(Woah, so sorry! You have no idea how busy things have been for me! I'll keep up constant posts more often now)


(Also, since I'm both a meister and weapon, I'm going to color-code them)


Elana nervously petted around the room, upset with herself for not going up and talking to anyone, but too embarrassed to do anything about it. "I'm going to be the only one without a meister, then I'll be paired with some weirdo that I don't even know, and it'll just be... a disaster!" She thought, mentally screaming at herself as she walked in circles about the room.


After Derek had entered, he immediately went to the back. He watched everyone else, as they moved and talked, trying to get an impression of their personalities. "This is hopeless..." He thought, only barely able to hear anyone. Then, he got an idea. Derek decided to take a look at everyone else's souls, and maybe be able to locate a strong weapon to stand at his side. When he did, however, he noticed something strange about a certain soul. This one was smaller than the others, not by much, but enough so that it was noticeable. And since your soul size depicts how strong you are, Derek was very intrigued by one of that size. He walked up to the weapon. "Hello... um, Elana, is it?"


She jumped, half lost in thought and half surprised anyone wanted to talk to her. "Yeah, that's me. And you're..." Elana questioned, as she wondered if whether or not he wished to be her meister.


"Derek. I was just wondering..." He wanted to ask her carefully. After all, maybe she didn't even know her soul was small. "Well, I have the power to see souls. And I was looking around, and noticed yours was... small." Derek was trying to be kind, but really, it was hard for him. He was more curious than anything.
 
"I'll see what I can do" Fuyuki leaned against the wall. "So... What training do we start with first"
 
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Crista woke with a start, her insane bed-head sticking out at all odd angles. She smacked her lips and through half lidded eyes glanced around her room. They settled on her alarm clock which was repeatedly flashing the word error. Oh, so the power went out, bummer. She fell spread-eagle back onto her soft pillows.......She shot up and ricocheted out of bed pulling on her sneakers and running out the door. She raced up the stairs to the school and followed the signs to the room where the NOT students would be meeting. She slammed open the door, breathing heavily through her nose. She failed to notice that she had shown up in her too small, too tight bunny pjs that Mako lent her.
 
Ria shrugged. "I think the next class is basic combat. Doesn't start for a while though." She said looking around the room for some sort of schedule.
 
"Well then, all we do is wait" Fuyuki pulled his pony tail to the front of himself and started messing around with it.
 

(OOOH my goodness! you'll have to pardon me as I didn't get a notification for you tagging me!)


It was all going good for Arcangelo until she came over. "Hi, I'm Abigail or Abby, whichever suits you. I need a meister and you need a weapon, wanna give me a try?"


Arcangelo looked up at the girl that decided to go over and speak to him. She was actually quite a looker but Arc didn't come here to find a suitor either. Why in the hell is she bothering to come up to me? he wondered as he glanced around him to see if she could possibly be talking to somebody else. Seeing that...she wasn't he sneered and looked up at her. Couldn't I just reject her? Oh bloody, what'd the point of that be? I bet if I did the facility of this school would get on my case in an instant because YOU had to get a weapon and I couldn't go around being picky now could I? But it wasn't that he WANTED to be picky he just didn't want a damned weapon in the first place. Weapons were like unwanted children, you didn't want them but they were responsibility. So was he going to neglect her? Certainly not, as he had wondered over it earlier he just wasn't that type of person.


Finally, sighing, he stood up and bored his eyes into the young woman in front of him.


"And I'm supposing you want my name too. Course you do, common necessity of being acquainted and the what not." he rushed over his words, and you could hear he indeed have somewhat of an accent. "My name, mind you, is Arcangelo Gaetano Amoretto." he nodded and offered his hand to her. "And I suppose saying no would be a ridiculous option and is frowned upon at such a place so that leaves me to one other option, no? Because maybes ...just don't work much with anything."




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@Broken\-Angel
 
Eddie stood in corner of the room and just sighed, looking down to the floor. His hair was in a bit of a mess and he was still half a sleep. He looked over at his sister who seemed troubled as to who to pick for her weapon. He looked around the room and just sighed. "Meister's need to be able to match soul lengths with their partners" He said to him self. He then transformed into a sword which stuck into the wooden floor. "If anyone in here can match soul waves with me they should have no trouble lifting me, if you can do that much I'll be your partner" he said. The blade Eddie had transformed into was quite a rare form among weapons, there are several types of death weapons out there that are swords but not many have transformed into one quite like Eddie. Eddie was what they called a troll blade, because he is twice the size of a normal sword. "My name is Eddie, and my weapon form is called the giant slayer" he said aloud. (just gave a little background information on Eddie's sword form there since I didn't in the sign up)


On the other side of the class room, stood Lucille, Eddie's sister. She watched as Eddie turned into his weapon form. "Well that will make it easy for him so find a partner, now what about mine" she said to herself looking down at the ground. She closed her eyes and tried to focus on people soul lengths and try to match them. No good, no good, no good, already has a partner, no good... She kept thinking as she went through people. The only one she could really match was her brothers but then she felt something and turned to look. I thought I just felt my soul length match up perfectly with someone elses.... where is he.... There She thought to herself as she looked at a guy across the room and went to talk to him. "Um.... Hello, do you think I would be able to speak with you for a moment?" she asked


@bumblebear


@Will of Soul
 
Lucian looked around at everyone pairing up. "Ugh.I'm never gonna find a partner as this rate." he thought to him self" .Lucian had be nervous about coming to the DWMA for this very reason.He pet Shippo(his fox.I didnt name him is the cs)and looked around again. Hesaw a girl approaching him. She had asked him to speak with her.which he replied "Okay.what do you want to talk about?" hoping she was asking to be partners.


@kirito1337
 
Abigail raised a brow at Acrangelo as he spoke. "Really? Is this guy serious? Just exactly how high up on that throne does he think he is?". She took his hand and gave him a small shake, then set in a near by seat. "Well if I knew that he was going to be like this at just the mear mention of being partners with him, I can only imagine what it's going to be like if he even considers being partners". Looking up at him, Abigail rested her chin on her hand,"..so do you even want to test if you can handle me, or would touching me soil your precious hands?". She gave him a somewhat of a indignat look.
 

Arcangelo raised an eyebrow in question at her words, he just shook his head and scoffed. Ah I'm coming off as a cocky rich boy, huh? That didn't really bother him much- if she didn't like him she could freely refuse being his his weapon. He wouldn't cry or anything.


"Ok~ well..where would you propose we'd try that out at?" he asked casually, taking a seat again and making himself comfortable. "You know if you're grumbly like that then that's not good for our wavelength and I may not be able to handle you." he said with a light smirk.

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Abigail glowered at the fact that he was right about the wavelenght and sighed. "Well your Highness, we can try it out here or we can go to the roof top. My personal opinion, if you'll take it that is, I think we should go to the roof top. Given what kind of weapon that I am, I don't want to knock into anyone". Abigail watched him for a minute, measuring how he would take the way she talked to him. She for one thought it was quite amusing, and found it enjoyable to find someone that she could banter back and forth with. With them not taking ti seriously of course.
 
"Excuses excuses~" he teased slightly, that faint smirk never leaving his face. "Just already craving to be alone with me." he joked as he stood back up. "Very well I'll handle you on the rooftop as the female ever so requests~" well, it seems to be that he'll be taking her as a weapon after all...and if that's the case then why not give it his all and even attempt to humor her in the process. Of course, he was slightly entertained as well and ...if she didn't take offense to his words then it'd be twice the fun. And if she did...well what a shame. She may not even want to be his weapon anymore.

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Naomi was in the back of the room, trying to escape the hustle and bustle of students trying to find their perfect match. "None of these soul wavelengths are syncing with mine," She said with her eyes closed, just being able to feel the spiritual pressure of each individual around her. Some too skimpy some too timid. Naomi couldn't see the soul wavelengths of miesters and weapons, because it's technically physically impossible for a weapon to see them. But she could sense spiritual pressure, what with being part cat and all. Since wavelengths and spiritual pressure are corresponding, she could somewhat tell the wavelength of another person. Naomi needed a wavelength that was flexible with her's, as she did have two regular weapon forms. She was shaken from her thoughts as a loud crash of a door shot her eyes open. "My, what an interesting pressure." Naomi thought as she sensed the girl in the duck pajamas and her wavelength. Naomi stood and straightened her skirt and fiddled with her cat ears that twitched at the various sound around the room. She silently ambled her way to the girl. "Hello miss. I'm Tachibana Naomi. I couldn't help but notice your wavelength, and your cute pajamas." Naomi giggled, wondering if this was a good way to start a conversation with someone so...distraught. Well, in this moment at least.


@Chair

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Abigail sneered at his words, yes that SO what she was aiming for. She smirked as she stood, walking past him,"..like you could ever handle me". A smile spread across her lips as she headed out the door. A small chuckle rose in her as she thought back on her remark, "well at least he'll be fun to have around. Well when he's not being all high and mighty that is". Abigail waited for him at the staircase that led up to the rooftop, arms folded loosly across her chest.
 
After a while of looking at the Weapons Sora got fairly bored. Sighing while looking over them once again, "Hmm, maybe I'm just not meant to be a meister???" Sora frowned pulling out a book bound in leather with a cryptic symbol on the cover, he read over the pages for a few moments then haring the loud noise of the floor cracking making Sora yelp a little. Observing the almost comical sized blade listening to Eddie's words, "This person...Eddie as it seems...could I bond with him?" Sora thought to himself. He closed his grey eyes and, breathed in and out opening his once again, and walked to the large sword named Eddie with a calm orderly pace getting close to him in his sword form crouching down and sheepishly poking it lightly, it felt like time slowed down feeling a small bond. Sora stood Eddie in sword form came about up to his chest lightly grasping the handle of the sword with one hand pulling on it with a light force the blade coming out of the dark wood floor.
 
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