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Jul 01, 2014 12:17AM
Here we can roleplay an actual class, of pages and/or exwires going the school, alright? Feel free to jump in! This is a class, remember?
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Haruhi slunk into the classroom, worried that he was late, only to realise that he was the first student in the room. Actually the first person, the teacher wasn't even here yet! Picking a seat in the front, Haruhi unpacked his belongings and sat, waiting with his hands folded neatly.
Yoru walked into the room shyly. Her silver hair and her sunset stained eyes seamed to glisten as the sun beat down from the window. She simply hitched her skirt to make sure it wasn't up to high or down to low. She brushed off her shirt to make sure none of her breakfast was on it. She took a long, deep, and solum breath before walking into the classroom. Quickly, she took a seat in the back. Placing her stuff onto the ground. She seamed to curl into the corner. She held onto her cold fingers and looked in her bag for her gloves. Unfortunately, she didn't find them so, she simply just rubbed her hands together and looked at her feet nervously.
Haruhi heard the door open, but stopped himself from jumping up. Breathe, calm, he told himself. Keeping his composure, he stood and walked stiffly over to the girl in the back, holding out his hand. It wouldn't do to make enemies on the first day. Besides, it would be nice to have someone to talk to. Maybe she liked to talk aswell? Unfortunately, from the way she curled in on herself, she seemed pretty shy. Ah, no matter, it seemed unlikely that she would interupt him then."Hello, I'm Haruhi, nice to meet you, miss." Yes, perfect, remember your upbringing! Be polite!
Yoru didn't really say a word. She just mumbled and fell back onto her chair more. Her past was riddled with distrust, how could the once happy girl just up and say HELLO without having any past record on the student. Although he seamed nice enough, the girl covered her face with her knees and squealed slightly. It was more of a small and tiny whine. The way she was curled up dipped down her shirt on her back. Revealing slight parts of her prints. She lifted her head and opened her sunset eyes. " h……i……" Her words were soft and tiny. Almost not even heard. Like the whisper you hear when standing in the wind. Or the small voice you hear when you are in a cave, the wind and water whistling between the rocks.
He smiled and casually dropped his hand. His eyes glanced over the markings on her back, but he didn't comment- yet. It would be better to get her name before he hammered her with questions. "You're pretty shy," he said. Well, he was nothing if not blunt. "why don't you come sit next to me? No one ever pays attention to the front." He leaned a little closer and added with a wink "All the troublemakers sit at the back, you don't want to be thrown in with that crowd."
The girl quickly swooped up her bag and slid under the desk and around the boy. She sat up front and just sat there. Staring at a burn on her hand. The burn was shaped like the handle of a sword. She curled back up and attempted to warm her cold hands once more. She was still curled up. Her sun painted eyes looked up at the window. It seamed to be.. a blue jay in the window seal. Yoru's eyes seamed to glisten as the sun beat down on the jay`s blue feathers. As the bird flew off she swiftly looked back down at her knees. Rubbing her hands as they felt like they would freeze off.
After pausing at her odd behaviour, he shrugged it off and took his seat. He turned to her and started babbling excitedly. "I am so happy that we've finally started our classes! I've been prepping for this for nearly a year. I've read as many books as I could- I even went to a monastary once. I got my uncle to take me there. He... He wasn't too happy that he had to, but..." he shook his head. "Anyway, what are you training to be? Specifically, I mean. I know I have the capability to become a very good Aria, not to toot my own horn though." he laughed nervously. "But I am facinated with the Dragoon option also, even though I'm not a very violent person. I don't know, what about a tamer? Do you think I'd be good at that?" he leaned over to her table. "What about you?" he eyed her. "I'm not sure what you'd be. Tamer, maybe?"
Yoru simply smirked at the boy`s joy. "I want to be either a Knight or a Tamer.. Yoi and Waru make me a Tamer.. but my blade makes me a Knight.." She says, curling her hand into a fist to prevent anyone from seeing the burn scar. She noticed how much the boy was talking. A fast talker.. I guess he was just.. bored?.. Yeah.. The girl fixed her hair. Tightening the flower bows and keeping the hair`s style. Yoru looked back at the boy. Her silver tainted hair shined against the sun. She looked over at the door. Thinking she might of heard a teacher coming. Out of her mere unlucky life, the teacher didn't walk through. Sadness returned to her face. She was very eager to learn.
Haruhi took another breath before continuing in his talk. "A tamer? Knew it. But the knight part suprises me, no offence but you don't look the part. But again this place is full of surprises. Now, who are these 'Yoi and Waru' then? I assume they're friends of yours, but they make you a tamer? Creatures then? Or just very forceful family members?" Gee, this was a miracle! He had never had such a long conversation with a fellow teen, student or otherwise. But he felt a familiar pang when she looked over to the door. His fists curled and his nails dug into his skin. Damn, he was talking too much. Better keep it down now.He swung his legs, being just short enough for his feet to graze the floor. "I wonder when everyone else is going to get here? Maybe we're in the wrong room."
"Yoi and Waru are my forever Familiars… I can`t really get rid of them.." She sighs and looked back at him with a bright smile. She hasn't smiled like this in.. a while now. "And trust me.. I could slash you in half if I really wanted to.." She giggled adorably ((SO KAWAII)) and reached into her bag. As she was leaned over like this, her markings were showing again. Yoru had to get a better shirt if she wanted to keep her markings hidden. She wasn't doing that great of a job hiding them. It was a complex amount of symbols and swirls. On her shoulders were two symbols. One symbol meant good, the other, evil. She quickly fixed up her shirt again and pulled out a book from her bag. She took her pencil and continued a picture of two wolves. One of the wolves looked evil, and the other wolf looked peaceful. Yoru was quite the amazing artist and drew the wolves amazingly. Her silver hair covered her sunset eyes.
((I would look to see someone giggle uglily for a change))He quirked an eyebrow. "Familiars, already? And where did you learn the summoning circle, might I ask?" He snorted. A fibber. A fibber who acted like she had a power complex. Slash him in half? Was that necessary? But, he did have to admit that she was a good drawer.
He frowned. What were his good qualities? He wasn't good at drawing, or writing, or running around. He was just... nothing, he guessed. Well, no more! He would have to pick up a hobby or something. Maybe that girl could teach him to draw? Speaking of which.... "Also, what's you're name?"
((Why… thats not Kawaii… ono…))Yoru took a slight gasp. She was surely ADHDing out on her drawing. She looked up at the boy. " Yoru…. Yoru Sitaku.." Her voice was still small. "And my Familiars are like birth marks... I have had them sense I was born.. " She snapped back at her drawing and added wondrous shading. The wolves were beginning to look real. She was adding quite the detail. The chants of her blade and familiar were stained in the back of her head. Constantly, her memory repeated the words. Pulling at her very sanity.. she could`t take much of the fact she was strapped to an idiot and high strung jerk.
((Because everyone does it, it gets overused :} Also, what the hell is ADHDing, that ain't any kind of verb I've heard of))"Hmm," was his only response. "I'm bored." he drummed his nails on the desk. "Everyone's taking too long, we should do something while we wait." he turned his chair so he was facing her completley. "We should talk. Tell me about yourself! You're family, we're your from? Or should I start? Now, let me warn you, I do tend to ramble about my family." He smiled. "But of course, who wouldn't do that?"
He wrapped his arms around himself, picking at his thumbnail with one hand. "I- well- Just incase you were thinking, I'm not this stuffy usually, I'm just a little nervous. Besides, it's a school environment! Of course I will be behaving myself."
((just… zoning out like a clear idiot… XD… That pretty much perfectly explains the meaning of "ADHDing"))Yoru picked up her book and sunk into her chair. Her eyes were big. "I.. don`t really want to talk about my family.." Sadness returned to her eyes. She had quite the depressing past. Not really something you just talk about. The entire slaughter of everything you love before your eyes isn`t something you just casually talk about to a stranger.
She was wearing.. quite the strange necklace. It looked like a bloody tooth strapped around in rope and seashells. It was kind of scary if you ask me. It was something you would stare at forever then she would slap you thinking you were looking somewhere else although you- …
I will not continue with that story..
He slouched and rested his chin on his folded arms, disappointed. "Damn. Well, I'm from the city. It was always very busy and loud there. I mean, this place isn't exactly the country, but its still much more laid back. My father owns a large corporation, just stupid things about cars, and my mother is a real estate owner. So, as you can imagine, they are very busy people. I always stayed with my Uncle, he didn't like me around but that didn't stop me." he laughed softly. "Yeah, he's an angry man, he makes sure I know when I've done wrong." he shrugged. "But I love him, he's my uncle!" He straightened and looked out the window. "This is such a strange place." he mused. "You never know what's what."
Yoru simply shrugged. She yawned and stood up. She began to walk to the window. She climbed up to the window seal and looked out into the sun. "It sure would be nice for a… quite… and peaceful walk.. Its a gorgeous day.. " She leaned on the wall and looked out. It was a beautiful day indeed. Swiftly, she jumped down and onto the floor. She began to pace back and forth from the room. She was mumbling problems. Such like, what will she do when the teacher asks us to bleed on a piece of paper to show our familiar. Or, when it comes time she has to talk to other students. She could barely wrap her head around this kid. How is she going to handle the other students. A room full of loud, annoying, and idiotic trouble makers that will mess with her. Worry engulfed Yoru`s mind and covered it like a blanket.
Haruhi's eyes followed her as she paced, a bit peeved at how little she responded. Sure, not interrupting him was one thing, but blowing him off so many times was getting irritable. He was starting to reconsider being so polite- just for this girl though."You better not be caught out of your seat when the teacher comes in." he snapped. "We wouldn't want to get in trouble on the first day, now would we?" he added silkily.
The girl eventually stopped and sat on the floor. Fiddling with her necklace. "When the teacher comes in.. I`ll just sit down on my own.." She said in her soft and shy tone once more. Such an inside girl she was. Although full of worry, the girl stood up and reached for her book once more. Continuing to draw the wolves again.((Man… That post was short.. o-o))
He scowled. Couldn't this girl pick a personality already? "Fine, suit yourself." He pulled out a piece of fabric with a needle threaded in it. "Might as well get this done." he grumbled. Haruhi worked like that for a while. But, he couldn't keep the silence for long. "Have you met any of the students or teachers yet?"
Yoru just nodded no and reached into her bag for some color pencils. She turned the page to a drawing of a dragon. It was only the head of the dragon. She was adding a set of coloration. Already, the drawing was quite the eye candy. Yoru had been drawing most of her life, considered she was all alone most of the time. Most avoided the girl when she was younger. Except for her grandfather, who took her in after her parents thought she was a curse and left her. The girl had a big long and sorrowful sigh before continuing onto the drawing. Finally, her words opened. "I lost my home 16 years ago.. so.. I was only a year old at the time. So I don`t know exactly where I am from. I like to say I`m from here.." She was still drawing while she was talking.((What she is drawing:
http://zerogeo.deviantart.com/art/Dra...
^3^))
((Cool drawing! I love dragons and stuff.))His expression softened. Ah, that did explain a lot. "Lost your home? As in a fire or something? Who told you those things then?" He bit his lip and added slowly "...Sorry, I... I didn't mean to pry. W-well I did but I didn't mean to offend." He shook his head. "Nevermind. I'm sorry for your... loss?"
(( I like Dragons too :3 ))"You could say a fire.. yeah… I don`t know a whole lot. My grandfather never told me much.." She stood up and sat into her desk. Scooting the chair over to him and propping her head on her fist. "What do you like doing..? As a hobby..?" She turned her head slightly and smirked.
He fumbled with his sewing, agitated by her sudden interest. He didn't like not having the correct judgement about people. "I like sewint! And... Um, well lot's of other stuff." he ducked his head. "I never really did much at home. I just talked a lot with my Uncle. He's very smart, you know. He taught me lots of things about demons, exorcists, my own family and how I must behave." He placed his sewing down carefully and rustled around in his bag. "I think I have some books in here about types of demons- they even have sketches, I'm sure you'll love them!"He handed her one of the books nervously. "Do be careful with it." He took a few calming breaths. Okay, he could win her over with these for sure.
As she softly looked through the book she still spoke. "Do you like swords?" She questioned looking certainly interested in the book. "Wow.. some of these demons set chills in my blood…!" She chuckles a little and turns the page. Her silver hair was pulled back from her face as she read the book.
He shrugged. "I've never cared for them before. I doubt I'd be any good at lumbering around dragging one. I think I'd prefer to use a gun."
"Wow… I didn`t think a demon could withstand such bright light.." She looked up at the boy. "You know, you still need to have a lot of strength for a gun. I always thought you needed to be able to hold a sword before you could hold a gun.." She only shrugged and closed the book. "Quite the interesting piece of literature.." her voice was still small and calm.
"You are right about the strength, guns are heavy and they have a lot of recoil. Still, I think I can handle that better than swinging a sword." He took back the book. "Say, after class, would you, uh, would you maybe want to explore the school together? I mean, its fine if you don't, I'm sure you have better things to do but I thought it might be a bit fun you know!?"
Yoru nodded. "Sure, I don`t have anything better to do and I could show you Yoi and Waru so you believe me.." She smiles and looked back down at the burn mark on her hand. She looked back up at the window with her sunset eyes. They seamed to quiver as a cold breeze swept through the school.
His eyes flickered from her hand and back up to her eyes. "What happened to your hand?"
She looked over at him. "Oh.. I burnt myself.." The burn was shaped like the handle of a sword. Anyone would first assume she was forging a blade but, she isn`t a girl for making blades.
"How?" he pressed. He reached out and grabbed her hand, inspecting the mark. "It doesn't look like one you'd get from cooking..." he mused. "But then again, I never cook. How should I know?"
"I don`t cook either…" She looked interested as he inspected her hand. Kind of like a cat. "I got it from…" her words trailed off. "I`ll show you on our walk okay?" She said simply and curled up her hand.
He nodded and smiled brightly. He bounced back in his seat, excited as a puppy. Despite any bumps, this day had started swimmingly! His head snapped up as a few students came into the room, so he fixed his posture and a serious expression fell into place.((Sorry, I just wanted to move this along already, since no one else seems to be online. I'm sure they can fit themselves in.))
((Understandable))Yoru quickly snapped her hand up and scooted into her desk. A nervous blush reddened her face. She put on a jacket so no one would see the markings. She took a deep breath and continued with her drawing. She was drawing a demon sword between the wolves. Sketching it down perfectly.
Haruhi stood several times, introducing himself to a lot of the students. Most of the time, he was brushed off or met with a grunt and a strange stare. But he payed them no mind and sat back at his desk. He leant over and whispered to Yoru. "I think things are going well! You should sit up and introduce yourself, these people seem pretty nice!"
She looked over. "You know… they are being mean to you right?" She brushed off the water from her lips after taking a drink. She turned her eye to meet a boy`s eyes staring at her. Not amused, she threw a piece of crumbled paper at him. "Leave me be!" she grunted and turned her head back to her notebook.
Haruhi stared at her. "What... they aren't being mean!" He grunted as she threw her paper at him. "Oh gee well you're going to win over just about everyone with that STUNNING attitude." he quipped. God dammit why did she have to make being friends so hard!? He gritted his teeth and composed himself. This girl brought out the worst in him, he never remembered having such a temper. "They aren't being mean, they're just as shy as we are, okay?" he ground out.
"I don`t like being starred at…" she grunted and continued with her drawing. The boy looked stunned and starred off into a idiotic space. "They are grunting at you and blowing you off… to me, thats pretty jerky…" The sword in her drawing was beginning to come together.
"I wasn't staring." he grumbled. "So what if they are? I'm sure that in due time we'll all become much closer." He stood up, glaring at her defiantly. I'll prove it, he thought, and walked primly over to one of the students in the back. He kept tapping the tall boy on the shoulder and clearing his throat, trying to get his attention.
"I wasn`t talking to you…." She used her pencil to point to the boy who she threw the paper at. She watched him as he walked over. Worry printed on her face. What if the boy was mean to Haruhi?
((Oh whoops I must have read it wrong, sorry! Pronouns are hard.))Haruhi blew a strand of hair out of his face and scooted around the boy until he stood in front. "Hullo!"
The boy didn't say anything, he just raised in eyebrow at him. Haruhi carried on happily.
"It's nice to meet you. Isn't it exciting? I haven't ever been to a place like this before, have you? Have you met an demons yet? I have! Several actually- they were attracted to my uncle's collection of herbs and stuff in the celler. What about you? Hah hah, you look pretty strong, I bet you'd be great a fighting. Wha-"
The boy held up a hand and cut him off. "Wait, okay, who are you?"
He grew flustered. "O-oh, sorry, I'm sure I introduced myself before but it's okay, my name's Haruhi and-"
"Okay, Haruhi?" he leaned closer. "Wanna do me a favour?" The smaller boy nodded eagerly. He pointed to the window. "Jump, or shut up."
Haruhi's eyes widened and he turned away. He walked back to his chair, his steps faltering and he sunk down. "See?" he said hollowly. "It's fine, we joked around. Its already getting better!"
((No no, I`m tired. It was my fault))Yoru looked enraged. She walked up to the boy and tapped on his shoulder. As he turned around she hit the boy on the top of the head. "Listen here! Go say sorry to Haruhi right this instant! He was being so nice to you! You ignorant and idiotic being!" She put her hand right hand behind her back and pointed to Haruhi with her left hand.
((Nice introduction "Hullo!" Loved it XD))
((I think that's how my country is meant to spell 'hello'))Haruhi flinched and shook. He gulped as the boy stood dauntingly high above him. The boy scratched the back of his head. "I'm, uh, look I'm sorry, alright?"
He nodded quickly. "Yes, sure it's fine! I-I know that I talk a lot, its a bad habit I guess. Thank you." he peaked around at Yoru. "Thank you, too." he added in a lower voice. "You didn't have to make a fuss for me."
((Love it..))As Yoru tossed the boy a glare and sat down she looked over at Haruhi. "You are so nice.. not a single soul should treat you wrongly.." She sighed and looked down a little. "I can`t trust many…because of that reason..You can be the purest and kindest soul.. but so many people try to rain on your parade.." She grabbed up her pencil and continued to draw. She had mixed personalities and acted different around people she considered "Friends"
He quirked an eyebrow. "Laying it on a bit thick?" he snorted. "Aren't you deep. Yoru, I know that I can't have the 'purest and kindest soul', that isn't me, I'm not that nice. I'm just... polite? Talkative?" he shrugged. But then he had an idea.Haruhi held out his hand. "I have a proposal. I know that we're a class and we should all look out for eachother, but... It would be nice to know I have an ally among allies. Friends?"
Yoru looked at him with her stoic expression. Then her expression tossed over to the sound of someone coming into the room. "Could it be? Can the teacher actually be here… finally?" She whispered to herself. Her sunset eyes blinked in excitement.
"Doubt it." he said dryly, pulling back his hand. Fine. If that was how she wanted to play it. "Ya'll better sit down!" he snapped at the rest of the students.
Yoru looked over at him. "You won`t make them like you snapping at them like that…" She said, unhappy that the teacher wasn't here yet. In boredom, she sighed and stepped out of the classroom. It was loud and no longer peaceful like it was this morning.
He growled. "As if she can talk! Didn't she just say how nice I was? What a flip flop.... and now she's gone. Lovely." Haruhi was annoyed and slightly disappointed. This wasn't what he expected the academy to be like at all. He straightened more in his seat, if that were possible. He could hear footsteps and the door was slammed open. In the doorway stood a tall, dark and intimidating man... wearing Exorcist gear. Haruhi gulped. "H-Hullo sir! My name is Haruhi, you're our teacher, right?"
((you can rp the teacher if you want, too, it'll make things more interesting!))
