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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 8:53 am
Danni glanced at Night, her black mood lifting slightly. The guy could always put her in a better mood with his blunt statements. "No, no, don't kill the poor b*****d. It's his job after all...his sadistic, annoying job." She muttered in a low voice. Yes, she thought. She could've destroyed his white magic barrier in a heart beat, had been sorely tempted to when she'd felt it pressing in on her. But to have destroyed the high level shield would've meant revealing more power than she was willing to let out in an enclosed area. When Night commented about some of the students soiling themseves, she chuckled despite herself, lookign around at the faces of the students around her. "Seriously? Cool. Wonder what they'd do if I brought my good buddies the demon clan in here. Probably make them drop dead...Ha." She whispered under her breath, catching the eye of the teacher, and raising a brow in challenge.
Professor Jackson had heard Danni seemingly talking to herself, and had looked over to see her focus on something he couldn't see. But he'd felt the slight lift in dark magic, so obviously somethign or someone had appeared. But he could do nothing but sense its presense in the room, so he decided to let it go...for now.
"So, kids, right now I'm passing out thees special calendars, and a sheet of stickers. Starting tomorrow, I want you to put a yellow sticker on the calendar for every day you don't lose control of your powers at all. However, I want you to put a red sticker on for every day you lose control, even for the slightest bit. Since this class is every other day, I want you to bring these with you to class, so we can all monitor each other's progress. If we help each other, kids, we can accomplish so much more than if we were alone."
When Danni got her calendar, she looked at the stupid little stickers, and the monthly calendars he was passing out. She would need, Danni thought grimly, a whole lot more red stickers. "Ok, class, we're done for today. Remember, keep close track of your progress with these calendars, and I'll see you in two days." Almost before he was done speaking, Danni was up and out the door. He'd wanted to talk to her after class, but it didn't look like that was going to happen.
Meanwhile, three figures came out of the forest, dressed alike. They wore black jeans, tee shirts, boots, and leather jackets, and satanic symbols hung from chains around their necks. Each one had pitch black hair, and eyes that seemed to change from red to black. Tall and thin, they had satchels handing from their shoulders, each with a suitcase in one hand. Each wore a single small hoop earring in their left ear, and identical smirks. When the one in the middle smiled, it revealed fangs, barely visible but there all the same.
"Look here, boys, this is our new school. This is where our little Shadow Runner lives and learns. The headmaster should be expecting us, so let's find him, shall we?" He asked, his voice dark and deep, much like the voices of the other two when they said, "Yes, Arzol. Let's go." Then they headed towards the front doors, prepared to begin their first day at Mystic Fountain High School.
On the other side of the building, Danni suddenly tensed, the hairs on the back of her neck raised and goosebumps appearing on her arms. She breathed in through her nose, and her eyes narrowed and flashed as she turned on her heel. "There's bad magic in the air today," She muttered, and kept on her guard all the way to her next class. Something wasn't right, she thought as she strode briskly down the hall. Something was definitely not right. She just didn't know what.
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 11:21 am
He looked at her with a small smirk. "They're close-minded creatures, Lin. They wouldn't be able to tell between you and a drow." He turned his head away and lifted his hand, his index finger wedging in between her crossed arms and undoing one hand away. He laced his fingers with hers, holding her hand. "Here's the difference, though. I can blend in with them, stalk them if I really wanted. Because to them, I am just a strikingly handsome man. Not a predator aiming to kill." He looked back at her again. "If a simple child said something to you that insulted you greatly, would you harm the child? Let's say, insult your ears. Elves are known for loving those precious ears. What if there were other elves around you? Waiting for you to defend yourself. Simple words wouldn't stirr the small child. They do not develop as fast as your kind." Such a random question, but he wanted to know more about her. More and more until she was entirely predicable to him. Then maybe he would stop wanting her around.
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 12:17 pm
Lin relaxed slightly when she felt Dymetri's hand in hers, their fingers intertwined. That shouldn't have relaxed her. It should have just made her even angrier, but it calmed her.
She sighed and shook her head to Dymetri's question. "I do not care if that child was saying the most obscene things to me about my ears. I would simply leave. All of my people would do that. We do not hurt innocent children, no matter what. We only fight adults, and we only fight if it is necessary and we are defending ourselves."
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 12:21 pm
((so yeeaaaahhh. BOOMYS BACK))
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 12:22 pm
((I'll fix this up then! Woohoo!))
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 12:22 pm
Dymetri smiled and sat upright. "You have such a good soul.." he whispered, taking her hand and kissing each finger softly with his cool stone lips. "Good creatures with good souls.." He looked up at her, as if trying to find a small speck of dust in a black background. "Sometimes I wish I were like you."
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 12:26 pm
Immature Excuse Her eyes narrowed playfully. "Psh, you wish I was that young. Then you'd be allowed to have the upper hand, which your struggling to hold with my superior mind around," she said, gesturing to herself appropriately with the hand he wasn't holding. She turned back to him, mirroring his smirk. "Such a negative person you are. I call you handsome and successful and you take it as an insult. Next I'll want to sleep with you and you'll be appalled at the dirty thought." Speaking of sleep, he looked like he needed some. "Tch. I am appalled, actually," Ialo scoffed. "Imagine a virtuous Catholic man like me sleeping with a naughty little girl like you. My grandfather would be rolling in his grave! Why, what would the people say?" He had released her hand, and went back to his depressing coffee, a sobering expression back on his face. "Moving on."BoomXXIV That strange, eerily handsome and suave form of Riser popped up once again; this time next to Ialo and Luna. "Look, you have no idea how much I despise this entire establishment, but if you want to stop the takeover of your company as much as I do, I suggest you stop making and actually help me stop that disobedient past-form of mine!" The connection had been made. It was once again Tivrusky that was going after Bastet. But why had Shuusuke had so much trouble noticing him? Ialo had been taking a sip of coffee, and immediately turned blue as he began coughing, purging his lungs of coffee. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?!?!" What the hell was up with this guy's timing?!
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 12:28 pm
"What the hell do you think? Its in my best interest to stop that ******** nazi, seeing as you're too god damned inept to do it alone. And this Tivrusky deal, well if I get to recapture one of my favorite forms in the process, all the better." He stared at them for a moment, his deep red suit blowing slightly in the wind. "Oh shut up! If I wanted to kill you I would have done so by now."
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 12:31 pm
Lin's breath grew shallow as Dymetri's lips kissed her fingers. That odd, yet amazing, feeling was returning again. The feeling she had experienced when she and Dymetri were on that secluded ledge. She didn't want it to end the same way, though.
She gently shook her head. "There is no point in wishing for things that cannot be. You need to find happiness in what IS. Yes, you can and should work to make your life better, to make yourself happier. You won't be happy wishing for something that cannot be."
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 12:37 pm
Luna rolled her eyes. "As if I'd actually want to sleep with someone like you," she muttered, licking off the whipped cream from her drink. Impolite names for Ialo swirled around her head until she heard Riser's plea. She turned to the man with shock. It was the same man Neon was with. She instinctively tensed up and reached over the table to grab Ialo's burning hot coffee and threw it in Riser's direction. If you were paying actual attention to her, you might have heard her growl a bit. "Why would you be asking for help? Especially out of someone like him. You just said he was much too inept for the job. I'm almost positive you could clean up your damn mess all by yourself, like a grown man should."He looked at her with an odd expression. "What makes you think I'm not happy? All I've said was that I didn't have a good soul. At least, I wouldn't think so."
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 12:41 pm
She would have sat down beside him to continue talking with him, but she would NOT sit on a man's bed, let alone a professor's bed!
She remained standing and spoke softly. "If you were happy with yourself, why would you say that you wish you were more like me? If you were happy, why would you have turned into that... creature back there?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 12:42 pm
Ialo settled for glaring at Riser. "Because you didn't want to kill me five years ago, is that it?" He stood up. "Why should I trust you, after all you did?" A fire spell formed in his hand. "Let me guess - this is your fault, isn't it?" His eyes had slitted, and though Ialo was unaware, the curse on his arm was begging to get out.((Some friends of mine are running an RP on their own forum - you guys might want to check it out.))
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 12:46 pm
Arzol and his two fellow minions, Gambit and Dunstall ((I have no imagination when it comes to names, so forgive me...)), entered the school, intimidating with their looks alone. "Now, to find our dear headmaster. You, girl," A first year stopped dead in her tracks and automatically stepped forward when Arzol crooked his finger.
"Y-Yes?" She squeaked, almost quaking in her boots. "Where is the headmaster?" He demanded, and she flinched at his tone. "Uh...in his o-office." She said, and he scowled. "Where is his office?" He demanded, and her eyes darted from one demon to the next, fear evident in her eyes. "I-I d-don't know. I've never-" She cut off with a screech when Arzol lifted her off her feet without touching her, and she began clutching at her shirt collar. "Now," He said, "Tell me where the Headmaster's office is." He commanded. "I have no time for useless females." He said, and the two men behind him chuckled darkly, enjoying watching their leader. And he was the leader of their three man group, after all.
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 12:50 pm
((Three man group, I bet.... ninja Prolly trying to seduce the boys in school.))
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 12:53 pm
He stopped kissing her hand and pulled on it, making her sit on the bed. He wanted her closer, and Dymetri always got what he wanted. "Life is life and I'm happy with my existence. But it can always get a little better. And I think you'd accept me more if I were more like you. And that thing won't come out again." He kissed the top of her palm. "I promise." [[Bowchickabowow.]]
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