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 Posted: Sat Apr 27, 2013 4:47 pm
~*~ Kitty~*~ Where: Some DormWith: Leon and a Perv Doing: Res ing her Master Thinking: " Oh he k no . There is no way I'm going to lose to this boy." My Life: here
She could feel it - something was amiss. Unlike her master, Cecilia knew how to operate around this campus. With whiskey on her breath, she tried to covertly follow his cent. Oh how could see forget it - the rich, thick texture of a man. Her slender legs fluttered in her run across two dorms. No it was too far up to see her, so she didn't worry. Her body was skilled at her trade. It was from the shadows that she was best. " I'm coming, Master.", she said in a whisper as faint as her stride.
This island was hard to get on without him noticing. It was like a fortress anyway, so she had to use unconventional means to get here. The cat leaped across another building. Her boots kicked the rail and used the force to send her rocketing onto another one about fifteen meters away northwest." He sure took his sweet time getting lost. The cat was annoyed at how far the boy had got - he was even in the wrong sector of the island. For a genius boy, her master was an idiot. Son, however, her delicate nose picked up his familiar scent. Unlike the murky ones that assaulted her, his was pure and fresh.
Cecilia kicked once more onto a rail and dashed over to him. She landed on top of this antique wreck. It had this "pervert old man" feel to it. It made her shutter to even think of Leon being some dude's plaything. Oh how she wanted to be his though. She dreamed every night of him cuddling her as she embraced him. Her paws tiptoed across the roof. She knew he was near - her heartbeat was proof. Not thinking, she leaped down to the ground , the landing was soft for some reason. She didn't know it but she landed in the mud pile caused by her master's flame. It sent mud no where, however, cause she made sure to land soft like the cat she was. Her eyes met a horrible sight; her man was in tears and by the look of him was terrified of whoever was holding him. Left with nothing else, she ripped Leon away from the pervert. He was squirming from her grip but he seemed to be happy she wa here. She gave a scowl to the pervert before hissing. Her tail flicked and poofed .
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Posted: Sun Apr 28, 2013 5:35 pm
 Ingrid WyesIngrid, who was carrying her shoes, walked down the hallway as her suitcase followed her. She was moving it telekinetically with even touching it, she was naturally lazy like that. Ingrid cam across a door, wide open, that had a title on it which had matched the one her had on a piece of paper. 'This must be it, then...' She thought as she walked in through the door. There was a brief moment of surprise when she spotted a giant hole in the window, in the shape of the of a boy. It was then she noticed two people, standing out side. One had jet-black hair and very pale skin. He seemed quite... annoyed. The other seemed to be in quite a panic, struggling to be freed from the embrace of the pale-boy. The panicing boy's face resembled that of her own boyfriend. Was this his brother? She sincerely hoped that it wasn't. From what Dante had told her, this boy wasn't the type of person she would ever want to encounter. Ingrid then noticed cat-like-girl, stealing the boy in panic from the other boy. It was a rare sight for her, but she chose to ignore saying anything. She turned towards the living room and sat down on the couch. This place looked very... comfy. She sighed, Ingrid needed some coffee. However, she was too lazy to get up. So she didn't bother, instead she stared at the ceiling. Waiting for the others to come inside, and possibly say hello. ◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇
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Posted: Sun Apr 28, 2013 8:12 pm
~*~ Leon ~*~ Where: Eternal Light DormitoryWith: A Little Doll Doing: Saying HelloThinking: "Maybe it's about time I went to class.."My Life: here The very sensation around his neck was familiar. Every pore interpreted the heat from his captor. Similarly, his nose picked up the scent of bourbon. "Get, Off. Me." Leon commanded his self-made maid. He really didn't know why she even put herself in his service to begin with. Something about a "a promise" or whatever.."What was it again? Errrrr....marriage? Nah.." As Leon was trying to fish through his memory, a girl who looked similar to he was peeking through the hole he just made. Cecilla instantly jumped away to protect her master - forcing Leon to dangle in her jiggly bosom as she did so.
" Mpphmhmmhm" the muffle from his screams made Cel grin lecherously from the pleasure. She cuddled his face deeper into her chest out of joy. Annoyed, her master activated his flame wings and made her release him. She pouted as he tried to collect his breath. He had to recover from both a gay man's embrace, lightning, and near suffocation. The odds were not in his favor. To top it off, he was in Mr. Sparky's debt. He had such terrible luck. " Guess I should just give up having fun for now.." Leon had a small coughing fit as he stumbled back into the dormitory. It wasn't even his to begin with.
Leon walked into the living room. He was intrigued by the mysterious woman. She seemed aloof and by all means unsociable. [" Like an old cat in a new house..." His sword clanged on hip as he made his way around the gaudy furniture. The cat was curled up on the couch - staring at the ceiling. Cel was not far behind him. She stared over the couch - eyes full of wonder at the little doll. Leon waved her away before he spoke. " Sorry you had to see that scene. My name is Leon." He kept his voice level - he had to maintain an edge of nobility considering he embarrassed himself earlier.
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Posted: Mon Apr 29, 2013 12:59 pm
Ingrid WyesIngrid listened to the noise coming from outside. It was... Interesting. She listened as the boy was forcefully squeezed out the window by whom ever that cat-lady was. Ingrid felt somewhat out of place, but whatever. Her eyes closed a moment, she was exhausted and very sleepy, but glad to have a dorm to stay in. When the boy spoke to her, she jumped a little. She was half-asleep, but not enough for someone to notice. The name Leon sounded familiar. This boy must be Dante's brother... Ingrid looked at him and sleepily glared at him for a few seconds. "You don't happen to have a brother, do you?" Ingrid said, in lieu of saying hello. She already knew the answer to her question, but she just wanted to double check. If her "sources" were correct, this guy was an Incubus. An Incubus who was, and I quote, 'weird as hell.' Ingrid smiled at the cat-girl. She seemed fairly nice, and extremely curious and fond of the boy. Her facial expression immediately turned into a grin, half-curious, when she looked at the boy. Unlike most of the time when she actually smiled, this grin was not warm. It was serious and mysterious. Ingrid was never usually like that, but she felt it to be necessary if she were to make an impression on this kid. ◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇
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Posted: Mon Apr 29, 2013 5:46 pm
He opens his mouth to speak but was interpreted when he senses the faint electrical pulse of another person. His eyes, shadowed by his eyelids, flick over to the door where he saw the swish of pale hair. Silas blinks, his expression looking lost in thought.
"Strange, the only told me one girl and she doesn't look like the picture..." The phone suddenly rings in the kitchen and he sighs before scratching his head and finding himself alone with the neko.
"..It's just like them to not tell me all of the information in advance. Ah well, I suppose." Silas looks at the neko, the usual lazy smile on his softly-pink lips that seemed almost flirtatious. However, anyone who truly knew him would know that it was not--after all, he was not attracted to the opposite gender
"Do you drink coffee?" He walks back onto the dorms, going to the kitchen again and taking out the Turkish coffee pot as well as the earthenware jar full of coffee beans, a grinder, and distilled water. Humming a lullaby softly as the girl and the boy talk to one another, he begins the long--but worth while--process of making Turkish-styled coffee, by turning on the gas stove.
--a while later--
The fragrant aroma of strong coffee filled the house as Silas took the pot off the stove and took out four earthenware coffee cups--each a little different since they were handmade by an ex-tenant as a gift--and took all of it into the table, his footsteps silent as he passes rather closely to the back of the boy. Though after putting them down he goes back into the kitchen and grabs a little earthenware pot that held raw sugar and a small carton of half-and-half from the fridge. Silently he goes past the two and puts them by the cups and pours himself a cup before making himself comfortable in one of the chairs, content to watch. Silas sips his coffee and chuckles randomly, ignoring the call of the head office again since they annoyed him for not telling him there'd be another tenant.
Though, realizing what protocol called for he sighed out of frustration, electricity darting once off him and disrupting the lights. Silas looks up and sighs again.
"..No matter how much I practice I still cannot completely control it. Damn." He looks at the new girl-tenant and smiles lazily.
"Since the snobs at the headoffice rarely call me, I suppose you are a new tenant. I am Silas Addams, a senior here and the head of his dorm. As you can see, it is pretty much emtpy...or was. But hopefully you'll find it pleasant. Oh, and if you don't know Infernal Shade--run by my friend Dis- I mean Blake, sorry about that--is the sister dorm of this dorm. Of course, in the past, there was a rather nasty feud between the two awhile back but now it's getting better since all but I and Blake remain. Of course, I have only been here for a year and a half but the stories I have heard are pretty bad." Taking a sip of coffee, he does not say anymore and instead lapses into a comfortable silence.тнoυgнтѕ :: "Damn headquarters not telling me everything.."
ғeelιng :: eh
ιnvenтory :: medical bracelet that's engraved 'narcoleptic' + personal information on the inside (left wrist)
wιтн :: a neko, a boy, and a girl
мore aвoυт мe? clιcĸ!
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Posted: Mon Apr 29, 2013 6:49 pm
Ingrid WyesIngrid sat up when a question about coffee was asked. She didn't say anything, because she saw that the boy had already gone off to make some. Ingrid sat and waited for a while. Before grabbing a cup of coffee, which were now at the table in front her, she noticed a spark of electricity fly off of him. Ingrid jumped, she was not very fond of lightning, not after her experience with it. She grabbed her coffee and smiled. It was almost as if he had read her mind. Ingrid watched as he sat down and started talking. "I'm Ingrid Wyes. Nice to meet you. I have heard of Infernal Shade. In fact, I was visiting there recently." She said. Ingrid said no more about her visit there, she liked her personal life to remain personal. She took a sip of her coffee smiling her regular warm smile. Her smile still remained when she looked back at that Leon kid she met a few seconds ago. She was wondering whether or not her previous question would be answered. Ingrid looked back at Silas, noticing several bruises on him. She thought it would be best not to ask and said nothing of it. ◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇
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Posted: Tue Apr 30, 2013 6:08 am
~*~ Leon ~*~ Where: Celestial Light Dorm With: Si, Cel, and a DollDoing: Subtly Conversing Thinking: "Who is this woman and hat does she know.." My Life: here
It was peculiar yet very interesting that the cat would ask of his brother. Leon was aware that he had a twin - he often abuses this whenever he went on raids like some skilled monster hunter. Cecilia was still too entranced by everyday distractions to notice the air around Leon to cool so to speak. "Brother? How would I know about that failure." his voice was firm as he let on that he did in fact have a brother. As odd as it was for the question to appear, he was taken back by the cat's observational skills . He had already examined her to be distant.
However, that idiot sloth Si was trying his tricks again to annoy him. He tried to ignore it, but instinctively clenched as he noticed a spark. Similarly, the cat jumped as well; Cecilia just played with silverware in the kitchen. " Hmmm...similar fear? I need to ask her of my brother." Leon knew he had to interrogate her on her information - but the old feud on the two dorms was interesting. Before he could say anything irrelevant, his eyes glanced at the indifferent cat with a blank expression on her porcelain visage. "Why would you be curious of my family when I don't even know your name?" It wasn't right to be so rude to her, but it was unnerving to him that she would know of his brother just by looking at him. Either she was highly intuitive or she was hiding something he needed to know.
Leon was not one to stay kept in the dark. He knew he had to be in control no matter what it took. Cecilia knew his nature only to a degree. To her, he was this cold genius. To his prey, however, he was the ruthless and unforgiving warrior of the night. While Dante caused seemingly mindless destruction, Leon kept to his secret and lethal methods to handle the annoying demons - and sometimes fought the powerful angels. He didn't exactly win those encounters, but he was strong enough to hold his own since he carried his special sword. It was now hanging at his hip, but it was always ready to protect him. Without knowing it - his hair began to spike. It was like a predator raising its scales in preparation for war. His body was acting on its own because he wasn't trying to be hostile just yet.
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Posted: Tue Apr 30, 2013 3:07 pm
Ingrid Wyes"Well, someone is a little moody." Ingrid said as she lifted the coffee cup to her moth to take a sip. She put the cup back down on the table. "If you didn't hear what I said a moments ago, Allow me to introduce myself again. I'm Ingrid Wyes. The reason why I ask is because you look like someone I know and I figured you might be his brother." She didn't want to tell him all the details, even though it wasn't really that big of a deal. It wasn't exactly because that she didn't trust him, (But she still didn't trust him) Leon just seemed so harsh and rude. Ingrid noticed as he became more cautious of her. "Would you just relax!? I not gonna hurt you." Her tone revealed that she was a bit annoyed by this kid. She hated when this sort of thing happened. Being misunderstood was something that happened to Ingrid too often. She slipped off her shoes and set them beside her feet. Ingrid sat with her legs criss-crossed on the couch. ◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇
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Posted: Tue Apr 30, 2013 6:11 pm
â€â€¦The currents are shifting to their moods. This should be intetesting.†Electricity skittered over his skin like an old friend but was hidden from the two younglings in front of him. Silas leans back more into the white chair before taking off his shoes and socks, his feet surprisingly rather well-kept for a man. Sure there were calluses, but they were not rough. When the girl looked at him again, he winks knowing full well a few bruises were able to be seen on his neck, ankles, and wrists (as well as a faint scar only a few millimeters off from the artery on the right side—the side facing the two—of his neck). He takes a sip of the hot coffee, finding the strong taste perfect as always. Silas closes one eye and looks out the window, watching nature and the wind as the two began to talk more heatedly. Silas blinks lazily before looking straight at the boy and realizing that the boy was getting prepared to possibly attack since his hair seemed to be spiking and his stance changed slightly. His eye opens and, with a bland expression, flicks his left wrist (and thus his hand as well). A tiny—but high-voltage—spark of lightning crackles in the air in front of the boy’s face, a warning to the boy to behave, after the girl finished speaking.
He heard the cat hiss and looked over to the kitchen and gave her a lazy smile.
â€â€¦Just a fly kitty—no need to get you hackles raised.†He turns his attention back to the two, now silent, duo and looks at Ingrid, his eyes turning steely as he also gives her a silent warning to behave. Then lightning flashed in his black eyes once in his eyes, a warning to both as he looked from one to the other—a reminder that he can easily fry them both if they do not listen. Silas then relaxes against the back of the chair again, finishing his coffee in the silence that followed.
Silas gets up and refills his coffee and then sits down again, his eyes back on focusing on the outside world behind the windows.тнoυgнтѕ :: "....brats."
ғeelιng :: annoyed
ιnvenтory :: medical bracelet that's engraved 'narcoleptic' + personal information on the inside (left wrist)
wιтн :: a neko, a boy, and Ingrid
мore aвoυт мe? clιcĸ!
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Posted: Tue Apr 30, 2013 7:40 pm
~*~ Leon ~*~ Where: Celestial Light Dorm With: Si, Cel, and IngridDoing: Subtly Conversing Thinking: "How did Cel get vodka in the first place? She needs to quit drinking..." My Life: here
The atmosphere was turbulent just like his own thoughts. Silas was right to send that jolt - without it he might have done something rash. Ingrid was aggressive in her own right, so Leon knew for certain now she was hiding something. "IT seems I was right to bait her. You're not that clever Miss" His hair loosened noticeably but kept its overall spiked appearance. He was trying himself to not mess up his standing with either of the two students. He didn't have to worry about that sloth Silas, but Ingrid was different. She was so articulate and distant that it was hard to pinpoint her character - which made him wonder what Dante was to her. " I would have to guess that Dante is someone close to her if she was this defensive - that or an ex-lover."
Leon readjusted his posture as Cecilia brought him some drink she had taken upon herself to make. He took it and began to go in for a sip - only to realize she put alcohol in it. He gave her a scowl before turning back to Ingrid, still holding the teacup. "Did Dante hurt you though? He was always the rebellious one to begin with." Leon asked - firm yet concerned. It was his job as the eldest to bring order to Dante. In fact, it was his job to bring order to everyone that was human. To him, humanity was like an unsupervised child with a loaded gun. There had to be someone to protect kids from themselves. He crossed his legs and shooed Cecilia away by twitching his foot to the right. She went on after a bow to flock among the kitchen once more.
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Posted: Tue Apr 30, 2013 8:34 pm
Ingrid Wyes Ingrid was surprised that Leon had maintained his composure. Truthfully, she was expecting an unsheathed sword being pointed at her by now. Ingrid took another sip of her coffee and looked over at Silas, who was clearly annoyed by this small argument, and then back at Leon. "No, quite the opposite actually. Dante is very kind once you get to know him." She said with a content smile. Ingrid looked at the cat as she brought Leon a drink and went back to the kitchen. Who is that girl? She must be his maid or something... Ingrid continued to sit there quietly, looking around the room and sipping her coffee. It was so quiet, you could hear a pin drop. However, it was the kind of quiet that Ingrid liked. She desperately wanted to change the subject before any more question were asked, but couldn't quite think of how. ◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇
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Posted: Wed May 01, 2013 3:47 pm
Alex As if the winds of chaos itself had answered Ingrid's request., the door suddenly blew wide open with an icy wind. Alex stepped in and swung his leg back to close the door. A wide smile appeared on his face as he dropped his bags and held his arms wide. "Ah roommates" he exclaimed loudly. "Ich heisse Alex Vaun Strauss!" He took a moment from his "entrance" to examine his surrounding. Apparently he has walked in at an awkward moment. His stance faltered as he thought of what to do next. He saw two men and one woman and they all seemed annoyed. He heared a noise from what he assumed was the kitchen and suspected someone else was there. "Uh...," he stammered as he thought about summoning a snowstorm and retreat to his room in the chaos. Then it came to him. "AH! I brought gifts for everyone," he said jollily. He rummaged through one of his bags and set out five beautiful stein mugs. "From my home country," he explained and moved them so they could take their picks. "There that should ease things a bit," he thought.
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Posted: Wed May 01, 2013 4:33 pm
Ingrid WyesIngrid was in the middle of a stare-down with the other two in the room when another guy came bursting through the door shouting something in German. She didn't know German, but Ingrid assumed that he was saying his name. Well, maybe this guy will lighten the mood in here. She thought, smiling at him as she watched him look for the mugs. He seemed very enthusiastic to Ingrid. Not that she didn't like that, but it wasn't something that she was used to. She looked at the stein mugs and back up at the boy. "Well... Nice to meet you, Alex. I'm Ingrid." She said as she stood up and held out her hand for him to shake. So many things were happening at such rapid fire speed, it confused Ingrid. ◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇
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Posted: Wed May 01, 2013 5:18 pm
Alex Alex smiled and took her hand, his flesh cool to the touch. “Guten Tag Ingrid,†he replied with a wide smile and place a polite kiss on her hand. He gave her a slight nod and released her hand. “Each stein is hand carved,†he stated as he looked over at the two men. He paused and gave an awkward look. “I am new to this country. Please forgive me if my actions seem…. Eh….. odd,†he said with a cheesy grin.
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